Their Lady Liberty

by Ann Cory

  “Is my angel ready for me,” he asked, though by the come hither expression on her face he knew she was.

  Liberty gave him a look that didn’t require any words. To prove her readiness, she wiggled out of her tight jeans and slid them down her tanned skin. The rays of sun poured in from the windows and bathed her in a golden glow. He swore under his breath, in awe at the amount of times he’d seen her bare flesh, and how it still stirred him.

  As she stretched back, he moved to his knees and tugged the jeans from around her ankles, casually tossing them out of the way. He was aware of the heat coming off her body and how it affected the air around them. The rise and fall of her chest let him know she needed him bad. Brandon took a mental picture of her and the way she looked right then. Open and vulnerable. It was how he liked her best.

  “It’s a crime to be as beautiful as you are,” he growled, doing his best to hold some sense of control. Everything inside him screamed to just take her. Fill up her pussy and thrust away until her bellows of pleasure pierced his ears.

  Liberty stuck out her lower lip and spoke in a demure voice. “Quit throwing words at me, baby. I’ve got needs.”

  He chuckled and nodded. “Yes, ma’am. At your service.” It would be a cold day in hell before he denied her.

  She beamed at him. “That’s better.”

  His gaze followed her sensual curves down to her middle. Her lace panties lay high above her hipbones and sloped down in just the right place. He slipped his fingers underneath the sides and slid them off, nice and easy. Immediately her heady scent filled the van. He sucked in his breath. Oh sweet torture.

  “That’s all because of you,” she crooned and spread her thighs wide.

  The sight of her pink slit had him ready to foam at the mouth like some rabid dog. He’d tasted her pussy many times and found he could never get enough. It was a place of hidden secrets and the most amazing textures he’d ever experienced. From the moment his tongue sampled her liquid heat there’d been no going back. He damn near craved it.

  Brandon licked his lips and undressed in a fevered rush, his gaze never leaving her. Why the hell did he wear so much stuff? With a grumble he pulled off his boots and sent them flying over to the back end of the van. Naked, he could resume his attentions to the woman who stole his heart. Only it seemed her interest was on something lower than his heart.

  He noticed her eye his cock and then proceeded to give him a half-smile, revealing her sexy little dimple.

  Brandon wrapped his fist tight around his erection and gave it a tug. “And this is all because of you.”

  With smooth, fluid strokes, he moved his hand up and down along his cock, feeling the blood swill at the tip. Heat barrelled through his body like fiery flames. He needed to slake his desire soon or explode.

  Obviously pleased by his actions, Liberty removed her shirt and arched her back, jutting out her full, decadent breasts. She moistened her fingers with her tongue and made a trail along her skin, stopping at one nipple, than the other. He imagined his tongue following the same path, biting her nipples, squeezing them between his teeth until she cried out. As he watched her slip her fingers down further, he pumped his cock harder.

  Again she moistened her fingers and brought them between her legs. When she circled her clit, he almost lost it.

  “I’m so wet for you,” she whimpered.

  He groaned, pumping his fist faster, his cock slick, wanting to douse the heated flames inside her sweet, sweet pussy. She spread her thighs wider and rubbed furiously at her clit. His throat went dry at the sight of her juices glistening along her fingertips. Damn how he ached to touch her.

  They pleasured themselves while watching each other, a mutual torture, but it felt so damn good.

  Another whiff of her sex made his cock jerk. “I can’t stand it sugar, I need to feel you.”

  Brandon leaned forward and cradled his head between her thighs, kissing the insides and brushing his cheeks against her flawless skin. Always so soft and tender.

  Her breath changed into whispery soft pants. “You best be doing something to get me off. I mean it. Don’t make me wait.”

  He loved how revved up she got. “That’s what I like about you, babe. Always rearing to go.”

  She arched her back more, her breasts demanding attention as well.

  Brandon rolled his fingers around her nipples, feeling them harden into tight knobs. “I haven’t enough hands and fingers to touch you everywhere.”

  Her cherry pink tongue slid along her bottom lip. “Never stopped you before.”

  He loved to watch her body writhe atop of the purple plush makeshift bed. He’d bought it just for her, to give her something soft to squirm on when they needed to fuck right then and there. The way her cheeks flushed and her lips turned into a berry blur when she was at the edge…it was enough to lose his load over.

  “I’ll do my best.”

  His fingers sank in between the tufts of blonde hair along her tapered mound, and he watched her face exude lustful pain. Her hips did a private dance for him while his fingers roamed in hungry exploration.

  “Mm. Use that slow hand,” she purred.

  Her eyes widened as he circled his fingers along her clit. He loved the way the swollen bead of her clit throbbed beneath his thumb.

  “Yes, oh yes,” she whispered.

  Her scent drugged him. He was high on Liberty and he couldn’t do a thing about it.

  “I can’t wait to taste your cream,” he groaned, barely able to hear the sound of his own voice with his pulse drumming in his ears.

  The muscles in her thighs visibly clenched beneath his touch. She knew what was coming, and she was going to love it. With the point of his tongue he breached her slick opening. Liquid heaven burned the insides of his mouth as he sampled her lush heat.

  “Mm, I want you bad, baby,” she gasped. “So, so bad.”

  “Yeah,” he growled. “Tell me more.”

  “I want your cock all the way inside me. Deep inside me. I want you so deep that I feel you tomorrow.”

  Brandon loved to hear the naughty words spill from her lips.

  “What else,” he prompted. “What else do you want?”

  He looked up and watched a swirl of pink bloom along her cheeks.

  “I want you to ram that thick hard cock of yours inside my pussy and then turn me over and fuck my ass,” she moaned.

  The words made him even more eager for more. He rolled his tongue around her clit several times while her thighs trembled along the sides of his head. Her body responded in a series of quakes and shudders, and he figured she was close to climax. He eased his fingers inside her pussy while suckling her clit like it was a sticky sweet sundae. Because of her, he could eat dessert all day long.

  “Right there,” she sighed, grinding herself against his mouth. “Yes, please, right there.”

  Much as he wanted to taste her cream, Brandon wanted to drive her to the edge a few times first. Slowly he eased out his fingers and kissed her golden patch of hair.

  “Not yet, beauty. All in good time.”

  He dragged his tongue up over her belly and lingered around the silver dangling peace sign that hung from her bellybutton.

  Her hands reached for him, voice full of need. “I have to feel you. Please. Don’t leave me all wet and desperate like this. I’m so close to coming.”

  The sexy way she bit at her lip made him crazy.

  “Patience, love. You know I’m going to give it to you good.”

  She wrapped her legs around his waist, muscles taut, a whine of urgency escaping from her lips. “No, I want you now.”

  Her desperate eyes almost made him give in. He wanted her just as bad, if not more, but first he wanted Neil to join in. “You know I always give you what you want. I may be strong, but I’m not strong enough to deny you for long.”

  With a quick wink to Neil, his friend got the hint and slid from his seat to join them.

  Liberty watched him undress, he
r pink lips parted. “Are you hot for me, too?”

  Neil pulled his denims down, his erection strong and ready. “Does this answer your question?”

  Brandon smiled as she nodded, noticeably pleased. Yeah, he knew exactly how she liked it. Both of them touching her, taking her, fucking her. He’d give her anything she wanted because he knew deep down inside that they had an unbreakable bond. She was his and theirs.

  Neil knelt down and ran his hand along her leg. “Damn, girl. You’ve got the whole van on fire. I swear I can see flames.”

  A wanton look spread across her flushed face. “If you boys would be good sports and take care of me, I’d be much better off.”

  “You mean, like this?” Neil moved between her open thighs and dragged his tongue along her pussy.

  “Fuck, yeah,” she cried.

  Intrigued, Brandon watched Liberty thrash about. She looked like a goddess with her body trembling, thighs wide, face flush and nipples full-blown erect. Her baby soft moans echoed inside the van, her hot breath steaming up the windows. He sat back on his heels and stroked his cock, readying himself.

  “I love to watch you get off,” he groaned.

  It excited him to watch her with Neil. To watch his friend’s tongue dart in and out of their lady’s wet snatch, lolling her clit, ravishing her. It gave him a chance to see her from different angles and the way her body responded. To watch her body twist and move in a mad desire to climax. There was nothing else like it in the world.

  Her eyes widened and her lips curled. “Mm, more,” she moaned.

  Brandon opened their toy box and pulled out a big fat dildo that would quell her need for more. At one time he’d been somewhat intimidated by a fake cock inside her, but after experimenting with all different kinds and sizes, he’d found them a necessity.

  He handed the toy to Neil and watched the way it slipped inside her without any need for lubrication. Neil resumed suckling her clit while pumping the dildo in and out. Her hips tilted upwards and her clenched thighs parted further. He could hardly take his eyes off the way her pussy clutched at the flesh colored object. The way it struggled to not let go. Soon it would be him inside her, spreading her flooded slit, making her hair whip wildly about her face.

  “Faster,” she cried.

  Neil answered her plea and within seconds she was howling. Her body jerked all over the place, her fists tight and white-knuckled. Brandon gave a sidelong glance to Neil before returning his gaze back to the writhing beauty. The way she moved in the throes of an orgasm held them both captivated.

  A sultry smile captured her lips as another spasm rocked her, and her eyes sparkled with lust. “Now that was one hell of a warm up. But I want more,” she teased, her eyes fixed on him.

  Brandon chuckled. He more than got the hint. “Such a spoiled thing,” he murmured.

  Liberty moved to her knees and crawled toward him, a feral look gleaming in her eyes. Gently she wrapped her fingers around his erection and stroked his flesh. Blood rushed in his ears. The soft pads of her fingertips tightened and gripped him hard. Her tongue teased along the tip of his cock and probed at the underside. He sucked in his breath hard. She knew where he was most vulnerable.

  “Easy, sugar. You know what your touch does to me.”

  Her long lashes fluttered and a prideful smile gleaned her lips. “I’m going to take you all the way in my mouth, baby. I promise it’s as hot and wet as my pussy is right now.”

  A spasm jolted straight through his body and hardened his erection even more. “I believe it. I damn well believe it.”

  She kissed the head of his cock and then enveloped her juicy mouth over him in one move, leaving her golden ass up in the air, wagging, waiting for the next taker.

  Her eager sucking made his pulse throb, the thundering sound escalating into a heavy metal crescendo. She knew what she was doing, and a bit too well. He ran his fingers through her halo of hair, growling as she took in his full length.

  “Easy does it woman, you’re going to make me come before I’m ready.”

  Despite his plea-filled warning, she ignored him. He continued kneading his hands through her hair. Soft, sensuous, beautiful hair. Like silk. Liberty milked him good once, released her mouth from him, and then took him in deep again, making his whole body shake. She raised her gaze to him and took him in a little further until the bow of her lips brushed against his balls. Sex with her was a trip.

  Through dazed eyes, Brandon watched Neil run his hands along Liberty’s ass and stroke his cock a few times before positioning it between her thighs. His friend spread her folds and whispered, “I’m going to take you right now, sunshine. Are you ready for me?”

  Chapter Three

  Even with her mouth full they both heard her greedy moan loud and clear. She loved getting it from the both of them. Liberty was all about freedom, and liked her sexuality the same way. She was something special. The rumor had been that she had sex with women, too, or at least had in high school. They never asked, but Brandon secretly wondered what a foursome would be like. He didn’t have the desire to be with another woman, but his curiosity led him to wonder what it would be like to watch a woman go to town on Liberty’s pussy. Or to watch both women suckle each other simultaneously until their lips and fingers were coated with their silken cream.

  He watched Neil enter her and felt his own body convulse. She deep-throated him good and nearly sucked the life right out of him with her swollen lips. Incredible pinpricks of pure pleasure raced along his skin.

  Neil groaned and looked over at him, an incredulous expression streaked across his face. “How can one woman be so wet?” The question hung in the air, followed by sighs and grunts from all three.

  Brandon knew exactly how wet she was, not to mention how hot. Like sticking his cock in molten lava only to have it hosed down with cool water. An amazing mix of savage pain and cool riff pleasure. Her body rocked to and fro, her lips sliding along his cock, sucking intensely while slamming her ass back into Neil. Muted cries and erotic purrs sounded from her throat, her body wild and animated. He could tell by the pinched look on his friend’s face that he was almost there. Then it would be his turn. It was bad enough he could unload any minute, but he desperately wanted inside her. To him it was home.

  Liberty’s lips were puffy and drenched, and those were just the ones he could see. He watched the locket she wore bob between her breasts. Hypnotizing him. The brilliant hue of the topaz stones caught the sunlight that streamed in from the side windows. When he’d picked up the locket in the first place, he was drawn to the gems the way he was drawn to Liberty. They taunted him and made his pulse throb. He and Neil wanted to give her something to remember them by, in case they ended up taking different paths in life. To his relief, they stayed committed to their unique relationship. Soon they’d be spending even more time together, and he couldn’t fucking wait.

  Brandon wiped sweat from the side of his face and did his best to hold back the orgasm raging inside him. He watched Liberty reach between her legs and stroke her clit, groaning from deep in her throat. The added vibrations around his cock almost pushed him over the edge. He strained even harder to hold back.

  Neil didn’t look like he had a prayer of fighting back an orgasm. He thrust swiftly, his mouth opened and o-shaped.

  “Oh god, yeah, yeah,” Neil hollered. A roar reverberated from his lips as he pulled out and swathed her ass with his climax. He reached down and grabbed a few tissues to clean her up.

  Brandon stroked Liberty’s cheek with his thumb. “Come my lady, let me pleasure you some more.”

  She slid her mouth from his cock and batted her lashes. Brandon hurriedly poked through their box of toys and grabbed a bottle of lubricant. He turned to her and caught a wicked smile extend across her face.

  “You going to do me in the ass, baby?”

  He chuckled. If there was one thing Liberty loved, it was getting it from behind. “Not yet, but soon enough. First I want to feel you.”

/>   Gently, he pushed her onto the plush pad, spreading her thighs wide. He had to stop and admire. She would forever fascinate him. All her sexy curves and feminine mystique, like she was created just for him to explore for eternity.

  “Baby,” she sighed and gave an impatient twitch with her lips. “Don’t make me beg.”

  “One more minute,” he soothed. “I want to appreciate every part of you.”

  The little pink nub begged for him, the scent and heat of her center arresting his primal urges. He pushed a couple fingers inside to appease her and watched a thin trail of moisture drip from her pussy. She raised her hips and he withdrew his fingers. To tease her, he sucked on his fingers, really playing it out.

  “Mm, you’re a tasty sweet thing.”

  “That’s not right,” she scolded and knitted her brows.

  Brandon chuckled. “All right. I’ll give you what you want. You ready for me?”

  Glassy-eyed she nodded.

  “Good.”

  Brandon entered her fast and drew in a sharp breath. God, she was hot and wet and gripping his cock like a velvet glove.

  “Damn, girl,” he groaned.

  He enjoyed the feel of her legs wrapped tight around his waist. Her baby blues enlarged as he pushed through her soaked center, his whole body blazing hot.

  “You feel so good,” he murmured. “I can hardly stand it.”

  Liberty looked up at him with passion-glazed eyes. Her throaty moans increased and matched each solid thrust between her moist thighs. Watching her head tilt and turn with each thrust visually tortured him.

  She moistened her lips with her brazen little tongue. “Neil, come rub my clit. Rub it and give me some liberation.”

  Brandon looked on as his friend knelt and circled his thumb around Liberty’s sweet spot.

  “Yes, that’s it. Oh please, yes that’s it,” she repeated in tiny half sobs.

  To his delight she came. Her body shuddered and her muscles contracted around him like a vise.

  He was just about there, himself. So close he could feel the strain starting to let go. Her thighs coiled around him harder, clinging like a snake, her inner muscles working their magic to milk him.