by Rachel Bo
Kendall gasped. It was breathtaking, having both her breasts sucked at the same time, and in such different ways. Josh’s touch was soft, his lips gentle, his tongue teasing her lightly, sending ripples of excitement down to her abdomen. Sutter’s mouth demanded, his lips milking her fiercely, his teeth nipping at her ripe bud and setting off explosions of desire in her crotch.
Kendall ran her fingers through their hair. Josh moaned as she tickled his ear with her fingertip. He moved, supporting himself on his elbow as he stretched out beside her. Watching her closely, he traced curlicues on her tummy as Sutter raised his head and began sucking on the nipple Josh had vacated. “Mmmm,” Kendall murmured. She raised up onto her elbows, watching Josh’s face as he trailed his fingers through her bush, playing with the dark curls. Kendall spread her legs wide.
Josh circled her clit with his thumb. “Josh,” Kendall whispered. He pressed his thumb tightly against the nub, massaging gently. “Yes, Josh,” Kendall moaned.
Sutter raised himself, turning his head so that he could see her crotch. Fireworks exploded in his groin at the sight of Kendall’s swollen clit beneath Josh’s thumb. He reached out a hand, glancing significantly up at Josh as he did so. Josh understood, and together they slipped their forefingers into Kendall’s glistening cunt while Josh continued to rub her clitoris in lazy circles. “Oh, God!” Kendall arched her back. Sutter bent again to her nipple, drawing the tip, chilled by the night air, eagerly back into his warm, welcoming mouth. Kendall shuddered. This was heaven—Sutter’s mouth on her breast, Josh’s thumb rubbing her clitoris. And both their fingers inside her, moving independently of each other—Josh’s touch gentle and languorous, massaging the walls of her vagina, making his way slowly around the perimeter; Sutter’s finger eager and aggressive in comparison, plunging in and out, rapid and deep.
Kendall wanted to feel their cocks. Sutter chuckled as he read her thought and swung around so that she could reach him. “Here, let me help.” He pushed his swimsuit down over his hips. Kendall watched her hand close over his long, rigid member. Josh took his finger from her crotch, and Kendall moaned. He grinned as he rearranged himself as well, pulling off his suit and guiding her other hand to his own cock. His eyes closed as her cool fingers wrapped around his inflamed flesh. He reached back toward her pussy. “Come for us again, baby. Like you did in the store,” he said as he slipped his finger back inside her. “We love watching you come.” Kendall arched. Her vaginal wall spasmed as Josh massaged a little more roughly this time, as Sutter’s finger lunged into her over and over.
Sutter leaned over, compressing Kendall’s clit between his lips. “Oh, God.” Kendall’s voice shook. “Yes.” She began running her hands up and down the lengths of their stiff shafts, holding them tight.
“Wait,” Josh murmured. Sutter raised his head and watched as Josh dipped two fingers into Kendall’s pussy, cupping them as he dragged them out, then rubbing the captured juices all over his cock. Sutter followed suit, reaching deep inside her, harvesting more of the thick liquid and then lubricating his own erection. Kendall began milking them again, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Josh and Sutter were sitting up now, watching. In unison, they plunged their forefingers into her pussy again and again, fucking her gently at first, then more and more vigorously as they themselves came closer to orgasm.
Kendall closed her eyes, searching for the sense of them, for their thoughts and feelings in the torrent of sensation roaring through her. A wave of powerful, carnal need washed over her—Sutter. She tightened her hand on his cock. He reached down with his free hand and pressed her fingers into his flesh, holding her tight against him. “Faster,” he urged, and Kendall obliged.
Josh was a barely restrained pressure, building behind a dam inside her, tightly controlled. Kendall smiled. She didn’t want him under control—she wanted him wild. Desperate. She tilted his swollen member toward her gently, urging him to scoot up closer to her head. When he was near enough, she half-turned and wrapped her lips around his broad, bulging manhood.
Strung tight with unrelieved need since the night before, Josh gasped. With the warm mouth that had haunted his dreams finally touching his flesh, he couldn’t hold back. He exploded. Kendall felt him spurting into her just as Sutter’s semen fountained onto her hand. She pressed her lips tight around Josh’s pulsing flesh and drank every drop. He shuddered, pushing her head down, burying the tip of his cock in her throat. He plunged another finger into her quivering pussy.
Kendall whimpered deep in her throat as her orgasm peaked. Josh and Sutter groaned simultaneously, all three of them bucking and writhing on the blanket. As the final pulse of their penises faded and Kendall’s strong contractions abated, Josh sighed with contentment. Kendall swallowed the last of his cum and lay back on the blanket. He removed his fingers from her pussy and lay beside her. Kendall turned her head and kissed him, her lips soft against his. He could taste himself on her mouth, and it was good.
Sutter withdrew his own finger and sat where he was, panting. Kendall patted the blanket near her head. He moved up and she turned toward him. She began darting her tongue in and out of her mouth, lapping up the semen sprinkled over his thighs, his abdomen. Sutter groaned and wrapped his hand around her head as blood rushed again to his penis.
Kendall saved his cock for last, experiencing deep satisfaction as she drew her tongue over its tip, noting he was already plump and standing at attention again. She sat up. “I want one of you inside me,” she demanded. She turned to Josh. “Now.”
Sutter looked at Josh. “In the water?” he asked. Josh nodded. Sutter picked Kendall up and carried her into the waves. Kendall shuddered. The gulf waters were warm, but the cool night air raised goosebumps on her skin. Sutter carried her out into the gulf until the waters swirled around his waist.
Josh joined them. Sutter set Kendall on her feet, and they wrapped their arms around her, sandwiching her between them. Kendall pressed her nipples into Sutter’s chest, and wiggled her hips. Sutter was quite a bit taller than her—his cock rolled back and forth between her upper abdomen and his pelvis, the tip of it just grazing the bottom of her breasts. Josh was closer to her own height, so his cock nestled tightly against her back, between the upper swells of her butt cheeks.
Kendall sighed and relaxed between her lovers. Through their empathic connection surges of delight, anticipation and longing were sweeping into her from them, permeating her being. This is exactly where I belong, Kendall thought to herself. She felt a rush of pleasure from Josh and Sutter, and knew that they could feel her contentment. The three of them remained that way for a long while, sifting through the mix of emotions, reveling in their knowledge of each other.
Eventually, Sutter drew back, turning Kendall insistently to face Josh. Kendall shivered in anticipation. It had been a long while since she last had sex and her pussy ached to be filled. Sutter reached over her shoulders from behind and grabbed her waist. She reached up and held on to his biceps. Josh stood in front of her, memorizing the sight of her bare breasts limned by the moonlight, glistening with sea-spray.
“Fuck me, Josh,” Kendall whispered urgently. Josh groaned, and Sutter lifted her from the sea floor. Josh pulled her hips forward, so that she was lying back against Sutter’s stomach, supported by his strong arms. Josh guided his cock to the mouth of her tight pussy, pressing against the opening. Kendall watched eagerly. Josh pushed into her.
Kendall gasped as his engorged head squeezed past her vaginal opening. “So thick,” she murmured. The sight of her watching him avidly, eagerly, flooded Josh’s groin with raw heat. He longed to stuff himself inside her, but he wanted to prolong the experience. Savor it. He eased in a little farther.
Kendall winced and tensed abruptly. After such a long period of sexual inactivity, her pussy was extremely tight, and Josh had the thickest cock she’d ever seen, stretching her painfully. “I’m sorry,” she breathed. “You’re just so big.”
“It’s okay,” he murmured. He lift
ed Kendall’s legs until they were wrapped around him, holding his prick steady about one-third of the way inside her. Then he reached out and cupped both her breasts in his hands. Kendall moaned as he massaged the flushed buds between his thumbs and forefingers. Sutter shifted his grip on her waist. While Josh held her left nipple tightly between his thumb and forefinger, pinching, making the hard little nub stand out, Sutter leaned over and tickled its tip with his tongue. “Oh, God,” Kendall moaned. He wiggled his tongue faster. “God, yes!”
Josh inched his cock a little farther into her pussy. Kendall moaned, trying desperately to relax her vaginal muscles so that she could take all of him. “Fuck me,” she demanded. The feel of him was so good, she couldn’t keep her pussy from contracting involuntarily against his firm flesh. Josh felt her tightening around his cock, and barely resisted the urge to plunge into her. Instead, he squeezed her captured nipples, pulling the two peaks toward each other.
Sutter’s tongue danced back and forth between Kendall’s swollen nubs, coaxing tiny cries of pleasure from deep in her throat. He tightened the grip of his one hand on her waist and reached between her legs with the other, trapping her throbbing clit between his fingers. He squeezed the tiny bud the same way Josh was squeezing her nipples. Kendall felt the blood rushing into her groin. “Oh, please, please,” she moaned. “Fuck me.”
Josh inched his prick back slightly. “No!” Kendall protested. The flame of her need licked along his veins. He let go of her nipples and pressed her huge breasts tight together, until the dark tips were touching. Sutter covered them both with his mouth and began sucking, milking her breasts with his lips and her clit with his fingers. “Oh God, please,” Kendall sobbed. “Please!” She could feel their emotions dancing through the bond. They were playing with her, teasing her. Wanted her frantic when they finally gave her what she needed.
Though the small cove they were in was somewhat protected from the surf by the promontory, small waves broke over Kendall as her two young lovers brought her closer and closer to the point of no return. When a particularly vigorous wave nudged them and caused Josh’s cock to slip slightly within her, it was more than she could take. She let go of Sutter’s arms and reached for Josh, wanting to grasp his shoulders and ram her pussy down onto his shaft.
But Sutter’s hand held her waist in a death grip, and she couldn’t reach Josh. She moaned and arched desperately.
“What do you want?” Josh teased.
“Fuck me,” Kendall begged.
“This?” Josh pressed into her, his cock sliding a fraction of an inch farther toward her core.
Kendall no longer felt any pain—nothing save intense, desperate need. “Yes,” she moaned. “Please, yes.”
“And this?” he slid in farther.
“Oh God, Josh,” she groaned. “Please. All of it!” She arched her back again, and Josh grabbed her hips and drove his cock into the heart of her warmth.
“Yes!” Kendall screamed. Yes. As fine as they felt, fingers were no substitute for a ripe, throbbing cock. And his was so thick. He filled her completely, every part of her pulsating flesh pressed tight against his hot, steely rod. Sutter milked her clit vigorously. Josh pounded himself into her—big, so big—and Kendall bucked frantically, loving the feel of it. Her pussy ached, stretched firmly around him. Kendall fought to breathe as waves of ecstasy pummeled her body. She could feel it all. Her own excitement, the roiling rush that was Josh’s impending release. Sutter’s frank enjoyment at watching their arousal, coupled with the humming approach of his own, milder orgasm. She grasped Josh tightly with her legs, grinding her pelvis into his. She closed her eyes and saw herself and Josh as Sutter saw them—excited by their pleasure, thrilled by her presence. Thinking how beautiful she was.
Josh’s entire body filled with a sultry heat as Kendall’s sensations invaded the link. He felt for the first time how much she relished having a pussy full of cock. How she welcomed his hard, hot flesh. How she craved to take him even deeper. Josh plunged himself into her one last time, burying the length of his cock as deep as she could take it, and felt Kendall shudder. Sutter felt it too; and how his relentless hand on Kendall’s clit was driving her crazy, and how a hungry part of her was wishing she could take both of them inside her. His quiet arousal swelled to massive proportions at the thought. Kendall’s shudders transformed into violent trembling and the ecstasy of her satisfaction hit her lovers like a tsunami. Josh and Sutter fought to remain upright as their cocks simultaneously erupted, gasping as they were sucked into a vortex of intense gratification—drowning in passion, their strength ebbing in the face of a climax the likes of which neither one had ever experienced before. Kendall threw back her head and screamed their names as her body seemed to explode and reform a million times between bursts of pure pleasure.
When it was over, Kendall went limp. Josh’s knees buckled and a wave pushed Sutter’s legs from beneath him. They all tumbled into the surf. Kendall came up spluttering. She gained her feet first and helped Josh and Sutter to stand, then they made their exhausted way up onto the beach and collapsed on the sand.
“I never imagined it would be so good,” Kendall murmured.
“Neither did we,” her two lovers answered together, and Kendall smiled in satisfaction. The three of them lay in silent recuperation until Kendall’s teeth started chattering. “Shouldn’t we go inside?” she prompted. The guys groaned, but struggled to their feet and lifted Kendall onto hers. Sutter grabbed the blanket and their clothes and held the lantern so that they could find their way back up the stairs in the dark.
Chapter Five
Foundation
Once inside the house, Kendall started for the bathroom. “Where are you going?” Josh asked.
Kendall looked at the floor, the ceiling, the pictures on the wall—everywhere, trying to avoid staring at Josh and Sutter’s nude bodies. Down on the beach, she had been totally immersed in what they were doing to her and firelight wasn’t all that illuminating anyway. Here in the house, with the lights on, she could see that both their bodies were near-perfect. Tan and extremely muscular—even more attractive without clothes than she had imagined. It made her more conscious than ever of her rounded tummy and wide hips. “I was going to go put on some clothes.”
Josh stepped toward her and tilted her face up to his. Gazing deep into her eyes, he caressed one of her breasts with his calloused hands. “Don’t,” he said.
Sutter came over and stood behind Kendall. He reached around and stroked her stomach with his hands. “Is this what bothers you?” Kendall half-nodded, and he whispered in her ear. “Mmmm. I’m going to rub my dick all over it; and if you’ll let me, I’m going to come, and then I’m going to lick every drop from you.” Kendall’s heart started to gallop and she felt sultry heat flowing from his hands against her skin up into her breasts and down toward her groin.
“We love you,” Josh whispered, taking her face in his hands. “Everything about you. Remember that.” He kissed her, enjoying the salty, earthy taste of the sea on her lips. “Why don’t you and Sutter wait in the den for me, and I’ll make some hot chocolate?”
Kendall nodded, and Josh went into the kitchen while Sutter took her by the hand and drew her into the living room. He snagged a few pillows from the couch and tossed them onto the fur rug covering the floor before the fireplace. Kendall settled onto the rug Indian-style, while Sutter got the small fire going. Josh returned with their drinks, and the three of them sat on the floor warming themselves, sipping the hot cocoa.
Kendall appeared pensive, staring into the bright flames. “What are you thinking?” Josh asked.
She looked up and smiled ruefully. “Oh, how funny life can be.”
“Is something wrong?”
Kendall frowned slightly. “Not exactly.” She toyed with her cup, running the tip of her finger around the rim. “You have to understand—it’s been a strange life. All of my relationships have been—a little weird.” She met his gaze squarely. “To be perfectly
honest, the only thing I’ve wanted for the last few years was to find a quiet, responsible type to settle down with. Someone I could trust not to hurt me. A life that would be totally uneventful, maybe even boring. I thought boring might be a nice change of pace.”
The two of them looked so puzzled and worried. Kendall set her empty cup aside and curled up on the rug, her head in Josh’s lap, striving to project through the bond that everything would be okay. Josh began pulling the pins from her hair, running his fingers through the tangled locks. Sutter stretched out on his side, head propped up on one arm.
“My mother was born here in the states.” Kendall reached out, tracing lazy circles on Sutter’s chest. “My mom was American, my dad was Irish,” she explained. “They met when my dad came to visit New York on business. Anyway, she ended up marrying him and moving to Ireland. That’s where I was born.” Kendall closed her eyes and savored the sensation of Josh’s strong fingers combing out her hair. “Up until I was five, I absolutely adored my dad. But around then, I started noticing that my mother cried nearly every night. Sometimes I would hear loud voices and strange noises, and the next morning she would be covered in bruises. Of course, he was beating her. But I didn’t realize it at first. I was convinced that a monster was sneaking into our house at night and hurting her, and I didn’t understand why my dad couldn’t protect her.”
She let out a heartfelt sigh. “Then, one day when he stayed home from work, he got mad at her and started hitting her in front of me. In our living room. I was six years old. I was screaming at him to stop, and he wouldn’t, so I ran up and grabbed his arm. Without even thinking, he just threw me. Slung his arm out and threw me right across the room, through a plate-glass window.”
