After a moment she pushed them both slightly, encouraging them to sit on the bed so they could relax and enjoy themselves. Kneeling on the floor between them, she worked them both, coordinating her strokes to make sure each of her guys was being taken care of. She had always loved the dichotomy of a rigid, erect penis covered in incredibly soft skin. Both of the cocks bobbed eagerly, giving her a powerful feeling of control, which mixed oddly with the submissive zone she was in. Her pussy pulsed at the thought of what they were doing. She loved the knowledge that she was giving them pleasure.
AJ groaned. “Stop for a second, baby. Please.”
“No, I don’t ever want to let you go. These are mine.” She gave another stroke to the cocks in her hand.
“Yes, they are, babe, now and forever. Before we’re done tonight we’ll prove that to you. But it’s your turn.”
Reluctantly she allowed the silky cocks to slip from each hand, repeating to herself his soft “now and forever.” Had he really meant that? Had Crash meant what he’d said about being in love with her? Or was it just men in the throes of lust?
AJ pulled her onto the bed and got himself between her knees, pushing them wide. Her head popped up to see what he was going to do, but then Crash’s face was blocking her view and he was kissing her, guiding her back down with his mouth and his hands.
His tongue pushed its way between her lips, and she softened, spiraling down into an abyss of sensuality. Crash’s hands were on her breasts, and she could feel AJ beginning to tease her pussy with his finger, his mouth trailing from her belly button down over her abdomen toward her waiting center. Then she felt his tongue on her clit, and she lost herself again.
It was heaven. Sensations that she couldn’t have imagined before washed over her as four hands and two mouths played with her, exploring and worshipping her body. Crash alternated between kissing her and sucking on her nipples, biting them gently and pulling at them until she cried out with the intensity of it and pushed at his shoulders.
“I don’t think so. We’re in control now,” Crash said in a low, authoritative voice and grabbed her hands, engulfing both of hers in one of his huge ones. He pulled them over her head and leaned over her, a dangerous smile on his lips. “I think you need to let us run this show.”
He dipped his head back to her face again, his tongue more demanding now as it plunged inside, invading her mouth. AJ was attacking her pussy, entering her with first one finger, then two while his tongue never stopped moving. It alternated between circling her clit and sucking it in to gently bite.
She writhed and moaned as they worked on her, feeling an orgasm building like a huge coil in her center. The fact that she couldn’t move her hands added to the intensity by making her feel completely helpless and controlled, and it was a delicious feeling. She had been captured, and her pleasure was their pleasure, their satisfaction hers. A strong desire came over her to be even more open to them, as if somehow she could meld them all together and become one organism.
Crash moved back to her breasts, still holding her hands tightly in place, and when she felt his teeth graze her nipple, her release exploded over her like a flood. She screamed her ecstasy as wave after wave crashed over and around and through her, all external sensation forgotten except the unyielding pressure on her hands and the warmth of their two bodies against her torso and thighs.
When it was over, she lay still for a moment with her eyes closed, aware that she was panting and that Crash had finally let go and was caressing her chest softly.
“Are you okay?” he whispered, running a finger lightly over her cheekbones.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She opened her eyes to see both of their faces almost side by side with identical expressions, half worried and half self-congratulatory. AJ had moved so that he was lying along her side, his head resting on her hip, and Crash was leaning on his elbow with his head hovering over her stomach.
His finger began making idle swirls over her breast, barely touching her skin but leaving little trails of heat wherever it went. The sensation began to rouse her, and she smiled at them. “Now is it your turn?”
“Oh, yes, I think so.” AJ smiled and turned to the bedside nightstand, fishing in the top drawer for a minute before turning back to her with a handful of small foil packages. “I think all of the rooms are stocked with these. I found them the other day when I got bored and started looking around.”
“Excellent.” She took one, tore it open, and pushed Crash down onto his back with both hands. His cock sprang upright, obviously ready for whatever she had in mind. She took a minute to run her hands over it, then rolled the condom onto him, wondering if either of them would actually fit or if they would just split her in half with their huge weapons.
When she had finished, she turned back to AJ. “Why don’t you stand here next to the bed and I’ll return the favor?”
“I don’t mind if I do.” AJ took the place she had indicated, then reached over and lifted her as if she were weightless. She squeaked in protest as he settled her so that she was straddling Crash again. Sami placed a kiss on the tip of his dick and then reached down to take Crash into her hand and point him at her heated core. It took a little maneuvering to impale herself on his monstrous cock, but she didn’t care. She had to have him, all of him. She quickly pushed down the final few inches, gasping to catch her breath at the intensity and grateful that Crash seemed to know what was needed. He remained still except for the rapid rise and fall of his chest, looking into her eyes and reaching up to take her hand.
The connection between them seemed to spark from Crash to her as their hands met, crossing to AJ like an electrical current, sending waves of energy and joy radiating through the room. All of her repressed frustrations and unhappiness began to drain away as she reached with her other hand for AJ’s. Slowly she began a gentle pattern of up and down strokes, rising until just the tip of Crash’s cock remained trapped in her body and then sinking down until he was fully engulfed once more. When she achieved a rhythm she could maintain, she turned to AJ and pulled him closer.
His eyes, normally a deep green, were almost as dark as Crash’s as AJ stepped up to the bed. He reached out his free hand to caress her face as he leaned down to kiss her again. When the kiss ended, she dipped her face toward his groin and teased the tip of his massive dick with her tongue. It jumped again, and AJ chuckled softly, moving closer so that she had better access. She continued licking it, releasing his hand so she could take the base of his cock and guide it to her mouth. She stroked it, licking and sucking eagerly, following the rhythm of Crash’s guiding hands on her hips. AJ wound his fingers tightly into her hair, sending fresh waves of submissiveness and ecstasy through her body.
The feeling in her pussy began to build, and her pace increased until she was practically slamming herself up and down Crash’s entire length. She was surrounded by their strong masculine presence, and it made her feel small yet powerful. They belonged to her as she belonged to them, and they all fit together as if they’d been designed for this exact moment. She gave herself over to pleasing her men, her body humming with the connection and the eroticism of what was happening. Crash’s huge hands tightened on her, and he gasped out her name, sending a sizzle of submissive bliss through every cell in her body. His gasping turned to a moan suddenly, and she knew he had reached his limit. Her own orgasm hit as she felt him swell and pulse in her, and she rocketed over the edge. Her cunt spasmed over and over, milking every drop of Crash’s cum and making her feel as if she were flying. Just as she started to return to earth, she felt AJ release and thrust into her mouth with a gasp and a shudder. Wanting him to get as much out of it as she and Crash had, she continued bobbing her head up and down until his throbbing had subsided.
Slowly sliding off Crash, she scooted to the center of the bed and wiggled her way under the covers. AJ was still standing at the side of the bed, and Crash was pulling himself to a sitting position as he took off the condom and tossed it into the garba
ge.
“Do you think we can all fit in here?” She patted the bed on each side of her, flipping the blanket down as an invitation.
AJ and Crash exchanged what looked like an embarrassed glance and climbed in. She snuggled back against Crash, resting her head on AJ’s shoulder, a hand on each. After a minute or two of awkward adjusting, both men found a position they were comfortable with, and AJ reached over to turn off the light.
Sami couldn’t remember ever having felt such contentment in her life as she did at that moment. She’d just had mind-blowing sex with two gorgeous men. Settling herself deeper into the arms of both men, she drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Chapter 16
Sami woke with a sense of being cold. It took her a moment to think of where she was and what was wrong. She’d gone to sleep with a large, gorgeous man on each side of her. For a second or two she allowed herself the luxury of reliving the past evening. She had felt so warm and protected as she’d drifted off, the bulk and heat of both of their bodies surrounding her. She hadn’t thought she’d be able to sleep with the three of them crowded into the bed, but she couldn’t remember having woken up at all during the night or having had any of her frequent bad dreams.
So where were they now? She listened for the sounds of the shower or their bantering voices, but she heard nothing. Her sense of contentment dimmed a little as her eyes came open to find the room flooded with light. A quick glance around showed all signs of her lovers from the night before gone.
“You’d better not have gone for breakfast number one without me.” Sami smiled to herself as she stretched and got out of bed. They must be scrounging snacks from the kitchen. She grinned again, thinking how much fun it would be to make her men breakfast each morning.
“My men,” she marveled aloud, feeling a warmth flood through her body at the words.
How had she had the nerve to actually seduce them last night? Her face flushed as she glanced at it in the mirror. That wasn’t like her. Even in her most Buffy-like phases she wouldn’t have been that brazen. She wondered what had gotten into her and decided the near-death experience must have affected her more than she’d thought. The evening played itself back in her mind as she showered. Could they really be a threesome? All the time? Where were they now? She had been expecting them to burst through the door any moment, mock-arguing about something, or at least knocking to let her know what they were doing that morning. By the time she finished with her hair and makeup, the silence had become deafening.
There was a Condors jersey tossed onto the chair of her desk, and she grabbed it, noticing for the first time a note next to it. She put the jersey on over her tank top, inhaling deeply to savor the lingering traces of Crash’s cologne and picking up the note.
“Buffy,” the note said. “Thanks for last night. It was great. Sorry we have to go, but something’s come up.”
She was pulled back to the present with a jerk, staring at the piece of paper in her hand. What did that mean? Where would they have to go?
The happiness she’d been feeling was replaced with a knot of apprehension in her stomach. Maybe she’d been too bold. Maybe they’d gone with it in the moment but had talked about it this morning and decided it wasn’t what either of them wanted. Maybe she had been right before, and all they’d wanted was a one-night stand. Maybe now that they had gotten to fuck her they’d left.
She knew she was being foolish. The situation in Eugene had just made her paranoid, she reasoned. She went down the hall to Crash’s room and poked her head in the door.
His suitcase lay on the bed, open, a few clothes tossed into it. Sami frowned and crossed the hall to AJ’s room. It was the same there, his closet open and his bag lying open on the bed.
Sami went cold and her chest tightened. Be calm, she told herself. She’d decided last night that even if this didn’t last, she could live with it. Now she had to face the fact that it might be a reality. It looked like they really had only wanted a one-night stand.
You need to be as strong this morning as you thought you were last night. She took one last look around, as if there might be some other clue about their real feelings, but the note and the jersey seemed to be all they’d left her with. She went downstairs to look around, wondering why the house was so quiet. The dining room was deserted. She stuck her head in the kitchen. Nobody. No signs of breakfast having been prepared or eaten. Sami glanced at her watch. It was eight. Surely somebody should have been up and about by now. Her panic spiked.
She wandered back through the dining room, checking the living room and small office on her way past. The front door was standing open so she pushed on the screen and went out.
Lucy and Susan were sitting on the front porch with coffee mugs. They had been deep in conversation but looked up as Sami joined them. Their faces immediately took on expressions of sympathetic concern.
“I’m so sorry about what’s happened,” Lucy said, putting her mug down and getting up to hug Sami.
“What do you mean? Where is everybody?” Sami tried to keep her voice as normal as possible, but she could hear a slight tremor in it. Maybe they wouldn’t notice, she thought.
“Our husbands went to check out golf courses,” Susan said, sounding a bit disgusted. “Allie told them there was nothing they could do.”
“Do about—”
Lucy looked into Sami’s eyes. “You’ll have to be strong. This isn’t going to be an easy thing to deal with. I’ve seen it before.”
“I’m not sure what you mean.” Sami rubbed a hand over her forehead. “Where are Crash and AJ?”
“They left with Allie about half an hour ago,” Lucy told her.
“They left? Where did they go?”
“She was taking them to get a rental car,” Lucy said. “And then they were going to meet that girl.”
“Girl?”
She nodded. “She called this morning. AJ seemed really excited on the phone. He said something about it working out well, and that they would come right away. Crash said to tell you he was sorry they were leaving but you would understand she really needed them.”
“She needed them?” Sami repeated.
“Yes. Well, I think they were meeting her at the diner. It’s closed, you know.”
“The diner is closed?”
“Yes. It sounds like she might be moving away. Isn’t it sad? She was just getting settled in, too. But I’m sure it’ll work out okay. Your guys will take care of her.” Both of them were looking at her with what looked like pity. Sami looked from one to the other, trying to understand what was going on.
“So our guys went to go check out the golf courses in the area, since we don’t have a session this morning,” Susan put in, but Sami wasn’t paying attention. She stared at the driveway where the guys had disappeared. It may have been the sounds of the car driving off that had woken her.
Her cell phone went off and Sami pulled it out of her pocket.
“Sami?” It was Carly’s voice, but somehow it didn’t sound quite right.
“What’s wrong?” Sami asked instinctively.
“I’m sorry, honey.” Carly choked a little. “I didn’t mean to take your guys away from you. But they said you’d understand. AJ had to pick up—” She stopped as someone said something in the background.
“Pick up who? What’s going on?”
Carly let out a sob. “I just don’t know what I’m going to do. They’re being so sweet, but I can’t deal with this. I might just pack it in and move away. The guys have offered to help, but I feel so bad. The four of us need to sort this all out. I’ll call you later when I know what I’m going to do.”
“The four of you?”
Carly seemed to be talking to someone else now. “Is she here? Okay. AJ, can you let her know I’ll need you guys to—”
The line went dead. Sami stood staring at the phone in her hand. Who was “she”? What did “the four of them” have to sort out without her?
It came to her suddenly. Ta
mmy. AJ must have heard back from Tammy. He’d e-mailed her the other day, hadn’t he? He’d been excited, had said something was going to work out. She must have relented, and they’d agreed to meet at the diner. There was something about Carly, too. She was closing the diner and moving away? Why were the guys going to take care of her? Why was she sorry to be “taking them away” from Sami?
A memory came to her of Carly saying, “I’d love to have guys like that,” and herself saying, “You can have them.” Had she given Carly permission to take Crash and AJ away from her? Her stomach fell, and she reached unconsciously behind her to grab the door frame for support.
Susan leaned forward. “Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“I’m fine.” With a supreme effort of will, Sami forced her voice to sound normal. She gave them what she hoped was a reassuring smile. “I sometimes get low blood sugar in the morning. I’ll just go in and have some toast. Is there coffee yet?”
“There was earlier. I think we finished it. Should I come and make more?” Lucy jumped up, looking solicitous and motherly.
Sami shook her head and turned to go in. “No, thanks. I can manage.”
She got herself in the house and stumbled to the kitchen, her vision blurry and a strange buzzing sound in her ears. It wasn’t until she was standing over the sink that she realized tears were streaming down her face. Forcing herself to calm down a little, she went and sat at the table to consider things.
None of it made sense. Sami’s mind whirled, trying to piece together what was going on. They had gone to meet a girl at the diner, and they were going to take care of Carly. Two men, two girls. “The four of us.” The note, saying, “Something came up. Sorry.” It was obvious that whatever had happened last night was over. She’d given them what they wanted, and just in time, apparently. Now Tammy had come back, and the guys had left. The only thought that would come clearly into focus was, Get out of here. They got what they wanted. There’s nothing here for you now. If the guys even bothered to come back, it would no doubt be to pick up their stuff and leave. Or maybe they’d bring Tammy back for the rest of the week.
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