by Opal Carew
Deep down, he knew she’d choose Brent.
* * *
Crystal heard Evan’s steps in the hallway, then the other bedroom door close. She glanced at Brent, his face inches from hers on the pillow. He stroked her hair back from her face, the delicate touch sending tingles through her.
“I know you don’t want to hurt either one of us,” he said.
“I don’t.” She ran her finger along his cheek. “And I know how close the two of you are. I don’t want to see your friendship end, either.”
He grinned. “And you’re hot for him.”
She smiled at his teasing tone, but then his eyes grew serious.
“You know how much I love you.”
She nodded.
“I can’t imagine you not in my life. I hope and pray that you choose me to be your husband.”
He leaned in close and kissed her. When he released her lips, she gazed into his warm brown eyes.
“I know that in order to choose between us, you need to explore your feelings for Evan, and as part of that you want to be with both of us.” He smiled and stroked her cheek. “And I have to admit, that’s really hot. So, I might have been a bit reluctant at first, but now I’m willing to push past my comfort zone and go for it.”
“Are you sure? Because I don’t want you to—”
His mouth covered hers and his tongue slid inside and swirled around, stealing her breath. He drew back and grinned at her wickedly. “You’re not rescinding the offer of me making love to you in a hot, sexy threesome, are you?” He nibbled the curve of her neck with his lips. “You’re not going to deny me watching Evan’s big cock slide into you while I suck on your pert, hard nipples?”
Her nipples hardened at his words and her insides tightened.
“Well, when you put it like that…” She smiled and he captured her lips again, then he prowled over her, pinning her between his knees as he stared down at her like a predator about to consume her.
“Should we start now?” He grinned wickedly. “I can go get him.”
Her gaze drifted down to his big, hard cock as it twitched in excitement. “No, I think right now”—she glided her hand down his muscular chest, then wrapped her hand around his impressive erection—“you’re all I can handle.”
Brent’s smile widened and he leaned forward and nuzzled the base of her neck, sending ripples of pleasure careening through her. Then he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
As he kissed down her chest, heading for her aching breast, she sighed. He was such a good man, and she couldn’t imagine not having him in her life. But was there room in their relationship for Evan? Or after their honeymoon for three, would they go back to the way things were and pretend none of this ever happened?
Brent’s mouth glided over her nipple, shaking loose her thoughts and dragging her focus squarely on the pleasure rippling through her.
* * *
Crystal opened the door to the back patio and stepped into the bright sunshine and the warm tropical breeze. Brent sat on a chair by the pool, reading a magazine. With a wide grin, she stepped in front of him, blocking the sun. Brent had said he wanted to try to make things work with the three of them, so she intended to help.
He put down his magazine and glanced at her. “Hi. What’s up?”
She flung open her robe, revealing her totally naked body beneath.
“Well, I’m hoping you are,” she said.
His jaw dropped and his gaze fell to her breasts, then a slow smile spread across his face. She could see his swim trunks tenting.
“With you like that, I’m up for anything.”
“I’m glad you put it that way,” she said as she stepped toward him, a purposeful sway to her hips. She reached for his hand, then closed her fingers around his and coaxed him to his feet. “Follow me.”
She led him to the elegant concrete bench that sat among lovely tropical flowers on the other side of the pool. She tossed the beach towel she’d brought with her onto the hard concrete. “Drop your trunks and sit there.”
He grinned. “Whatever you say.”
She licked her lips as he revealed his big, hard cock. The trunks slipped away and fell to the stone surface under his feet. God, it was long and thick, and she felt a little intimidated by the thought of it pushing inside her back opening. But she shook away those feelings, knowing she wanted him inside her there. Where he’d never been before.
She pulled the bottle of lube from her robe pocket and handed it to him. He glanced at the bottle, then his gaze caught hers, concern in his warm brown eyes.
He took the bottle. “Are you sure?”
She understood his reluctance. When he’d broached the subject of having anal sex about a year ago, she’d told him she wasn’t comfortable with the idea. She’d told him that it hadn’t worked well for her in the past.
But Sarah’s pep talk on the beach had alleviated a lot of her anxieties about trying anal sex again. She knew Brent would be gentle and patient, and Sarah had told her it was very pleasurable. And just the thought of Brent’s big cock inside her at the same time as Evan’s made her insides melt.
“I want to feel you inside me in a way I never have before.”
She allowed the robe to drop from her shoulders, then fall to the ground. She stroked her breasts. His gaze lay firmly on her fingers as she squeezed her nipples.
She leaned forward and kissed him, then glided her tongue along his lips. She dipped inside his warm mouth, tasting coffee, then drew back and kissed down his chest toward his nipple. When she licked it and sucked it in her mouth, he inhaled sharply. She teased it, then sucked deeply a couple of times, to his accompanying groans. Continuing downward, she lapped at his sculpted abs, then wrapped her hand around his warm, marble-hard cock and stared at it.
“Your cock is so gorgeous.” She licked the end. “It’s big and beautiful.”
She licked it again, then took the cockhead in her mouth. His hand stroked through her hair as she sucked, then squeezed, loving the feel of the hard flesh filling her mouth. She glided back and released it, still holding his shaft in her hand, then she gazed at him.
“I want to feel it inside me from behind. And I’d like Evan to join us. I want both of you to make love to me at the same time.” She kissed him. “Are you okay with that?”
At his hesitation, her heart clenched. Had she made a mistake? Had he changed his mind? Or maybe she’d misunderstood what he’d said last night.
* * *
Brent quelled his sudden flash of anxiety. Crystal was acting as a result of his declaration last night that he wanted to do this. Maybe he should have told her why he was struggling with this. Why the thought of taking this step was so difficult for him. But he didn’t know how she’d react to his feelings for Evan. Would she feel confused or uncertain by them? Would she feel a little left out? Or would she just take it all in stride?
He could drive himself crazy with all this thinking. The only way to get through this was to be true to himself and go with the flow.
He smiled, then tucked his finger under her chin and tipped it up.
“Let’s do this.”
Twenty
Crystal turned toward the house and waved. She could vaguely see Evan, who had been waiting for her signal, peering out at her. He nodded, then disappeared from the window. As she smiled at Brent and took the bottle of lube from his hand, she heard the patio door slide open.
She opened the plastic bottle and squeezed a generous amount on Brent’s cock, then lovingly spread it on him. Over his mushroom-shaped head, down and around his long, hard shaft, around the base. Then she applied a little more on his tip. She leaned back, admiring his sculpted cock glistening in the sunlight.
“Now what?” he asked.
“Well, now you stand up and I’ll do this.” She leaned over and rested her hands on the bench, spreading her legs wide. A movement caught her eye as she turned and realized Evan had come i
nto the yard and was watching them, just as she’d asked him to do.
Brent picked up the bottle of lube and moved behind her. A moment later, he tossed the bottle on the grass, then his slick fingers stroked between her cheeks. His fingertip stroked her opening, then glided slowly inside her. She tightened around his invading finger, then released. Another finger slid inside and he stroked her. His thumb stretched around and found her slick vagina. As his fingers glided inside her back opening, his thumb stroked her slick passage and occasionally skimmed across her clit, sending electric tingles through her. He added another finger and moved all three inside her, stretching her gently.
“Oh, Brent. I’m so ready. I want your cock inside me. Let me feel it stretch me.”
“Okay, baby, whatever you say.”
His cockhead stroked between her cheeks, then pushed against her opening. She tensed, then forced herself to relax as he pressed against her. The tip slid in slowly, stretching her wide. She pushed with internal muscles, to open for him. Slowly, he moved inside her.
God, Brent was giving her just what she wanted. Filling her from the back with his cock. His cockhead was now fully inside and he stopped.
“You okay, baby?”
She nodded, then drew in a deep breath. She felt stretched beyond belief, his big member squeezed by her tight muscles. But she loved the feel of him inside her.
“I want more,” she said.
He kissed her neck, then pressed forward, gliding his long shaft into her. Gently. Slowly. Until, finally, he filled her all the way.
“Fuck, that is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Evan said behind her.
Brent wrapped his arms around her waist, and his body conformed to hers. He nuzzled her neck.
“Is this what you wanted?” he murmured.
“Oh, yes.” She drew in a deep breath again. She ached with the feel of his big cock settled inside her, but it was a good ache. It triggered a longing for more. And that more was Evan.
“Now, I’d like us to sit down,” she said.
Brent drew her back, his arms around her waist holding her tight to his body, then turned and settled on the bench, with her on his lap.
She glanced at Evan, who stood watching as Brent’s lips caressed the base of her throat, sending tingles rippling through her. Brent cupped his hands over her breasts protectively and squeezed, but then he glided his palms underneath and lifted.
“Evan, join us.”
* * *
Evan stared at Crystal and Brent in front of him. Brent held up Crystal’s breasts as if offering them. Evan’s cock throbbed with the need to be inside Crystal’s hot body, but the change in Brent was throwing him a little off balance.
“Uh … sure.” He shed his bathing suit and Crystal’s gaze dropped to his erection, which throbbed with need.
He walked toward them, longing to touch her round breasts. To taste her luscious nipples. He leaned down and captured one in his mouth, conscious of his chin brushing against Brent’s hand. Her nipple hardened in his mouth and he teased it with the tip of his tongue, then he sucked it inside, making her moan. He switched to the other and tortured her the same way. Then he stood up.
She wrapped her hand around his cock and admired it.
“Mmm. You and Brent both have the most gorgeous cocks.” She stroked her finger from base to tip. “What do you think, Brent?”
Evan became increasingly aware that Brent’s face was very close to Crystal’s and only inches from Evan’s cock. Brent stared at Evan’s cock and nodded.
Crystal pressed Evan’s cock to her mouth and licked. “Mmm. Delicious.” She swirled around the tip, then gazed at it lovingly.
Evan’s cock twitched in her hand. He became intensely conscious of Brent staring at his cock as Crystal held it in her hand, admiring it.
Then Brent leaned forward and licked it. Evan stiffened, and jagged sensations rocked through him. He couldn’t tell if it was pleasure or pain.
What the fuck was going on?
* * *
The look of shock on Evan’s face almost matched the shock Brent felt at his own action. God, with his aching cock deep in Crystal’s ass … and watching Evan suck her tits … God, he could barely think straight with the rage of hormones surging through him.
But with that huge, purple-headed cock staring him in the face, Brent simply couldn’t help himself.
Crystal pressed Evan’s cockhead to her lips. Brent watched as it disappeared into her mouth. His cock twitched inside her.
He realized that letting go of his hesitation and doing what felt right was the best decision he could make. It was the only way to figure out what it was he really wanted. He’d have to explore these urges before he could work out the complicated relationship among the three of them. It was a help that Crystal was being wild and sexy. Wanting forbidden experiences. God, she wanted his best friend to fuck her while he fucked her ass. That was kinky and hot and turned him on immensely.
Now he just had to hope that he didn’t totally freak out Evan.
Crystal released Evan’s cockhead, then with a big smile offered it to Brent again.
Brent stared at the bulbous head in front of him, a clear drop oozing from the tip. Without allowing thoughts to cloud his judgment, he leaned forward and swallowed the bulbous head into his mouth. It was weird and crazy to be doing this, but somehow it felt right, too. He squeezed Evan’s cockhead, then sucked, just as Crystal did to Brent when she pleasured him.
Evan’s eyes widened, but then they closed as Brent continued to suck. Then he ran his tongue around the tip, tasting the salty precum. Finally, Brent released him. Evan’s gaze shot to Brent’s.
“Ah, man, this is intense.” Evan’s voice sounded shaky.
“I know, but what the hell?” Brent said. “Who cares what anyone else would think about it? Let’s just leave any of that crap out of this.”
“What we do here is just between us,” Crystal said. “No judgment. Just pleasure.”
Brent reached for Evan’s cock again and sucked it into his mouth, then drew it deep inside. The feel of a long, hard shaft in his mouth was different and … exciting. He sucked and stroked. Slowly, Evan began to move forward and back, filling Brent’s mouth with more of his cock, then less, then surged forward with more again.
Crystal, whose face was extremely close to the action, watched them with wide eyes. Brent felt her fingers brush against his balls, and he realized she was stroking her wet opening, with occasional brushes against him.
Brent drew Evan from his mouth and pressed the wet cock to Crystal’s mouth. She opened wide and took him deep inside.
“We’ve got her so hot,” Brent said, “that she’s stroking her pussy.” He felt her fingers brush him again. “And my balls.”
“Really?” Evan’s voice sounded strained and excited. “Well, she’s certainly sucking my cock with gusto.”
Brent stroked down Crystal’s belly, then glided his fingers inside her pussy along with hers. “Now I’m stroking her pussy, too.”
When he moved to her clit and teased it with his slick fingertip, she groaned around Evan’s big cock. With her hot passage squeezing him tightly, Brent’s own cock throbbed with the need to explode inside her ass.
She pulled Evan’s cock from her mouth and pushed it to Brent. He swallowed it and sucked hard.
“This is such a turn-on. I can’t believe we’re doing this, but it feels incredible,” Crystal said.
Evan pulled back, his cock dropping from Brent’s mouth, and he leaned over and captured her lips. After his tongue swept deep into her mouth, Evan drew away and began to move toward Brent’s mouth, but suddenly he stopped.
Evan’s uncertain gaze caught Brent’s. Brent nodded and Evan swooped forward and pressed his lips to Brent’s. The warm, masculine lips against his felt strange, but with the electric sexuality charging the air, Brent welcomed them. Opened to them. Evan’s tongue glided into his mouth, and Brent answered with a stroke from his own. Their
tongues tangled and swayed together as their lips moved on each other.
“Oh, God, you’re…,” Crystal moaned, her pelvis rocking on his cock. She brushed aside his fingers, which had gone lax on her clit, and stroked herself. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
Spurred on by her excitement, Brent grasped Evan’s face and deepened the kiss.
“Oh, yes.” Crystal sucked in air, then moaned.
Evan drew back and nuzzled Crystal’s neck as Brent watched pleasure wash across her features. At her orgasm, Brent nearly lost it. But he held on, forcing his body to hold back his intense need to release.
Her moans faded, and she opened her eyes.
“God, Evan, I want you inside me, too.”
Evan knelt in front of her and pressed his cockhead to her opening, then glided forward, impaling her with one sure stroke. She grasped his shoulders and held him tight to her body.
“This is what I want.” Emotion laced her words. “For all three of us to be together like this. For all three of us to find pleasure together.”
She kissed Evan, then turned to find Brent’s lips. His groin ached at the feel of her soft, feminine lips. He could taste the same vodka lemonade on her lips that he had on Evan’s.
Sharing. They were all truly sharing now. Tastes, textures. Bodies. The intense sensuality … and freedom … of the situation overwhelmed him.
Evan’s lips swept over Brent’s again and their tongues entwined for a second, then Brent’s mouth returned to Crystal’s.
Brent wrapped his hand around her jaw and nuzzled her temple while his other hand found her breast. His thumb toyed with her rigid, protruding nipple.
“Crystal, this is so fucking hot,” Brent murmured. “If I don’t fuck you soon, I think I’ll die.”
She giggled, her lips parting from Evan’s. With her flushed face and her eyes glistening with unbridled passion, she had never looked more beautiful.
“God, yes. Please fuck me. Both of you.”
Evan groaned and thrust forward, driving her body deeper onto Brent’s cock. Evan drew away and drove forward again. Crystal murmured deep in her throat.
