by Lacey Thorn
“Caring, considerate, generous,” Phil tacked on more.
She laughed as she was sure they’d intended. “I wasn’t caring, considerate and generous when I left my friends with no more than a note goodbye.”
“Yeah,” Phil assured her. “You were.”
“You did what you thought you needed to at the time. I’m guessing if he was bothering you, he was bothering them, too,” Luke murmured. “I’m guessing you hoped he’d leave them alone if you weren’t there.”
“Which also explains why you didn’t tell them where you were, to protect them,” Rick added.
“This is why I’m so lousy at poker. I’m too easy to read.” River shook her head. She was an open book it seemed.
Phil laughed. “We like that about you, too.”
“Sounds like there’s not much you don’t like about me.”
“See that.” Rick did that purr thing again with his voice that had her pussy weeping. “Hell, she’s even starting to read our minds.”
She grabbed Phil’s hand and tugged him with her to where Rick stood. Leaning into Rick, she nipped one of those biceps she loved so much with her teeth. “Can you read my mind right now?”
She dropped Phil’s hand and slid her fingers up to his chest, rubbing softly.
“Oh, baby, I sure hope so.” Rick groaned as she slid her other hand down to cup his crotch and give it a squeeze. His cock was already hard and ready for her.
“I think you’re reading it fine.” She pulled her hand away from Phil’s chest and turned fully to Rick, but her eyes skated over to Luke. “I hope you’re planning to join in.” She watched his Adam’s apple bob and licked her lips when he stood. There was no missing the bulge in his jeans.
“Not that I’m complaining here, River, but we do need to sit down and work up a plan eventually.” Phil was right. They did. But she didn’t want to let those thoughts interfere right now.
“I know,” she agreed. “But I’ll think better after I expend some of this pent up energy.”
“Yeah, me, too,” Rick muttered, already reaching for the button fly of his jeans. “Let’s expend some energy, lots and lots of energy.”
River wanted that, needed it. She didn’t want to think about how wrong it was for her to be with them. She shouldn’t have mixed sex up in all this, but she was only human. Still, what had started out as a way to relieve tension…
No, that wasn’t even the truth. She’d wanted them from the beginning. Had she met them under any other circumstances, she would have jumped at the thought of going out with any of them. She had no idea which one she would have picked and was glad she’d never had to decide.
It was wrong to have fun, to have incredible sex when everything was going on around her. Raymond was here, somewhere. Kat and Tara were upset with her for leaving, wanted her to come home. Yet, she was here. With Luke, Phil, and Rick. And God help her, she didn’t want to be anywhere else right now. She was a little afraid she was beginning to need them, and not for protection.
Chapter Eight
Dropping to her knees on the living room carpet, River helped Rick with his fly. Together, they shoved his jeans and boxer briefs down, allowing his cock and balls out. God, she loved the wicked curve of him, loved the way it had felt fucking her ass. She wanted to feel it buried deep in her pussy as both Luke and Phil had been. But first, she wanted to taste him.
She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, sliding them from base to tip and back down again.
“God, River,” Rick moaned. “You’ve got me feeling like a teenage boy ready to blow at the touch of your hand.”
She moaned. “I bet you say that to every woman who takes your cock in her hand.” She leaned in and blew a puff of hot air over the crown. Rick groaned, his hips flexing forward, seeking entrance to that warm cavity taunting him. But she leaned back, allowing him only her hand at the moment.
“I can’t think of a single woman who’s ever made me feel the way you do with just the slide of your palm,” Rick grunted through gritted teeth. His hands were fisted at his sides, telling her how much control he was exhibiting to allow her free reign. He deserved a reward for that.
She leaned in, licked over the crown and pulled back to blow another puff of air over him.
“Fuck,” Rick cried.
“Oh, I plan to get to that in a bit,” she purred.
She licked over him again, this time taking the head inside and sucking hard while her tongue explored where head met shaft. Damn, but she loved a man’s cock. She’d always found them beautiful. Amazing how something so strong, so powerful it could leave a woman screaming for more, could be so fragile, as well. One hard hit and a man would be rolling on the ground in more pain than imaginable.
She sucked, tongued, and explored. So soft, as well, and amazingly sensitive. The lightest touch had him bucking and groaning. She took as much of him as she could into her mouth and slowly slid back up.
Oh, yeah. She loved a man’s cock. She’d been known to bring herself to orgasm while giving a blowjob, even without slipping a finger down to help. His pleasure became her pleasure, and she crested. Nothing earth shattering, but an orgasm nonetheless.
“Want to share the love?” Phil asked, and River wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or Rick. Probably both.
“Fuck,” Rick muttered, reaching down to grab the base of his dick and pull back from River’s mouth.
She immediately turned to Phil. He’d shed his clothes completely. His cock bobbed above her, a tempting treat she was eager to receive. She licked her lips and opened wide as he pressed against her mouth. They both moaned as he slid deep, pumping his hips until she gagged slightly, then pulled back until she could handle him.
Slow and easy, he fucked her mouth. She could see Rick stripping out of the corner of her eyes. Luke moved to stand next to Phil, and he was blessedly naked, as well. She felt overdressed in her shorts and t-shirt. She wanted to be naked, wanted to rub all over them skin on skin. She reached up to run her hand through the hair on Luke’s chest. She’d never get enough of his chest.
Following the trail of hair with her fingers, she stroked over his muscled abdomen down to the cock he pumped with his hand. She brushed her thumb over the wet head, rubbing his pre-cum in. Her eyes were on Luke, but her mouth was still working Phil’s cock, sucking and flicking her tongue over him as he fucked her so gently. And it only got better when Rick moved back in, as naked as his friends.
She popped off Phil and turned her head to Luke. No playing now. Just an immediate wet welcome to her mouth as she sucked down his shaft, swallowing, gagging and easing back. She wanted to learn to deep throat, to take every inch they had. She wanted to take all three of them in her mouth at once. She was pure sexual desire, pure carnal need.
Her mouth worked faster, her nails scratching over Luke’s taut abdomen. He used one hand to hold her hair out of her face so he could watch her. They were all watching her. She glanced up, met Luke’s eyes, and held them while she swirled and sucked. It was powerful, sharing a heated look while she held his cock in her mouth. It made her feel like a goddess, invincible and worshipped, which was quite funny considering she was the one on her knees.
“You have too many clothes on,” Rick said.
“We need to remedy that.” Luke pulled his cock free and held a hand out to help her up.
She was on her feet instantly. Rick grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it up and over her head. Phil went to his knees and pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles. Luke helped her balance as she stepped out of them. He reached around between her and Rick and unsnapped her bra. As her arms dropped from over her head, he tugged the straps over her shoulders and pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor at her feet.
Phil stood up, and they all stepped back from her. Three sets of eyes travelled from the top of her head, down to her feet and slowly, very slowly, back to her head.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” Rick sighed, reaching a finge
r out to brush over her rigid nipple. “I want to keep you naked all day.”
She laughed. It scared her how much she didn’t want this to end. She wanted life to be normal. No crazy ex, no running, no chaos. Just the four of them together, indulging in amazing sex. But then, how normal was that? A woman having three lovers share her was far from what society would call normal.
Phil licked his lips. “Naked and wet, ready for us to take you. Anywhere. Any time.”
“I like the sound of that,” she crooned.
“I want to bend you over the back of the couch and fuck you. You have the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen.” Luke walked around to stand behind her, running both palms over her rear cheeks and giving them a squeeze.
“Bend me over,” she urged him. “Fuck me hard and fast. Ride me until we both scream from the pleasure.”
“Oh, I’m going to,” he vowed, leaning close behind her, so he could whisper in her ear. His cock pressed in the small of her back. She wrapped both arms back around his neck and went up on tiptoe trying to lodge him where she wanted him.
Phil and Rick each cupped a breast, cradling the globes and using their other fingers to tweak and pull her nipples.
“I love your tits,” Phil spoke softly. “Love how soft and smooth your skin is.” He palmed and lifted her. “Perfect size and shape with the prettiest, pink nipples I’ve ever seen. Every time I look at you, I want to touch you, want to strip you naked and explore you with my mouth, taste every inch of you with my tongue.”
“Oh, God,” River moaned.
Rick ran his fingers through her hair. “I love your hair. So soft. Up exposing your long neck or down surrounding your face like a golden halo. I’ve fantasized about how it would feel running over my skin, draped over my chest, spilling over my pillow, or tickling my thighs while you suck my dick. But my imagination wasn’t good enough.”
She was on fire. Their touches, the heat of their words, it was all too much.
“Please,” she begged. “One of you, all of you! Fuck me! Fuck me now, damn it!”
She was scooped up in Luke’s arms and moved to the couch. Instead of bending her over as he’d said, he put her on her knees facing the back cushions. Rick and Phil moved around the sofa to stand before her, their cocks at the ready for her greedy hands and mouth. Luke strode quickly from the room but returned immediately with a roll of condoms in his hand. He tore one off and dropped the remaining strip on the coffee table.
She lost track of him as he disappeared directly behind her, but she knew what he was doing. Rolling the protection on so he could fuck her, as she wanted.
She leaned forward, bracing her knees at the edge and her elbows on the back of the sofa. One hand reached for Phil, the other for Rick. She was wondering if she could somehow manage to fit them both in her mouth when Luke thrust deep inside her. So long, so thick, so incredible. She moaned, arching her back more, wanting him deeper, harder. And he obliged, pumping hard and fast, rocking her forward with the power of his thrusts.
She screamed, doing her best to meet each stroke he gave. She surged backward into him and used her grip to pull a cock toward her mouth. She ended up with both against her lips. No way could she take them at the same time. So she bathed them with her tongue, gave them sucking nibbles as she worked them with her hands. She turned to Phil, sucking him deep before popping free and doing the same to Rick. Back and forth she went, never staying on one for more than a minute while Luke continued to pound every inch of his cock up her pussy.
“Don’t come in my pussy,” she ordered him, her speech jarred from his frenzied pace. “I want to taste you in my mouth. I want to swallow everything you’ve got.”
“Fuck,” Luke cried and jerked free. She moaned at the loss. Rick pulled away, snagging a condom and ripping it open as he moved to fill the spot Luke vacated. He thrust deep, taking her at a fast and furious pace.
Luke pulled the condom off and used his fist to pump his shaft as he pressed toward her mouth. “I’m close to coming,” he groaned. “Open wide, honey. Let me feel that sexy mouth sucking every drop from me.”
She moaned and dove, meeting him as he leaned in to her. Mouth wide open, she accepted his cock and sucked hard, using her tongue to swirl around the head. She kept one hand stroking Phil and moved the other to play with Luke’s taut sac. One cock fucking her pussy. One cock fucking her mouth. And another in reserve. Could it get any better than this? She didn’t think so.
“I’m coming, River,” Luke grunted. “I’m coming.”
She sucked harder. Rick moved a hand down her belly to her clit and rubbed circles over it. She moaned around Luke’s shaft and felt the first hot jet of semen hit the roof of her mouth. His cry filled the room. Rick used his finger to make sure she came, as well. She automatically swallowed as two more bursts of cum filled her mouth. So good.
She shook between them, caught in the throes of pleasure as her orgasm crested and rose. Rick slowed his pace, but the wicked curve of his prick kept hitting exactly where she wanted it to.
Empty, lungs heaving, Luke pulled back from her. He dropped to the floor where he stood, and she rested her chin on the back of the couch to look down at him.
“Jesus, I can’t feel my legs,” Luke muttered, lying back on the carpet. “I swear you sucked every ounce of energy out through my dick. Fuck.” He threw an arm up over his eyes and a grin split his face. He was one thoroughly sated and happy man. She’d done that to him.
One down. Two to go.
“I want to feel your pussy on my cock, River,” Phil said.
She looked at him and made a decision she’d never allowed before. “No condom. I’m on the pill. I’m clean, and you’ve all already been in my mouth with no protection. I want to feel you. No barriers. No matter how thin the latex is.”
“Fuck,” Rick muttered behind her. “Now you say that.”
“If I had any control left over my muscles, I’d be hard again,” Luke groaned from the floor.
River sighed with regret. “Next time,” she promised. She wanted to feel Luke’s cock buried deep with nothing between them. And she would. Every moment she spent with them made her long for more. More time, more sex, more everything. She didn’t want her time with them to ever end.
“Are you sure?” Phil asked.
She nodded her head. It felt right. She couldn’t explain it, but the desire filled her, and she couldn’t tamp it down.
Rick pulled out of her pussy. “Christ, you are one hot package. Mouth, pussy, ass. Every inch of you is like a slice of heaven waiting to welcome a man home.”
“So come back home,” she urged, pressing her ass back toward him. “You pick what slice you want.”
“Are you certain about no condom?” he asked, and she felt him brush between her pussy lips again, gloriously unsheathed.
“Yes,” she stated with a nod. “Unless you’re uncomfortable with it.”
“Are you kidding? Bare back is a man’s greatest wish,” Rick crooned and lodged the head at her opening. “Hell, I’m about to come at the thought.”
She glanced back over her shoulder at him. “Then make sure you fuck me right and take me with you.”
With a grunt, he plunged deep. He hit her g-spot with every stroke. It felt wicked and so right. She screamed and moaned, reaching back to cup his hip as he rode her.
“So good, baby. So fucking good,” he crooned as he pumped inside her.
“Yes,” she agreed on a long cry. “So good.”
“Gonna come, River. Going to fill this pussy up. Fuck, baby. Tell me you want it. Tell me.”
“Give it to me,” she demanded. “Soak my cunt with it. I want it, Rick. I need it.”
He jerked behind her, the cadence of his thrusts off balance. That wicked finger rode her clit again as he worked to bring her with him over the edge.
“Come for me, River. I want to feel your pussy clenching around my cock, sucking my cum from me.” He breathed the words in her ear. Finger rubbing,
cock thrusting. His lips smoothed over her neck, tracing a path down to where it met her shoulder. And there, on that ridge of muscle, he clenched his teeth, biting down and sending her screaming into orgasm.
“Fuck, yeah, baby,” he panted. “Squeeze my cock. Milk it.”
He groaned, slammed deep, jerked back and slammed deep once more. She could feel his cum spilling inside her, and it only made her orgasm that much better. It was indeed heaven.
He stilled behind her, resting his head on her shoulder while his hands smoothed up and down her sides.
“Now I know how Luke feels,” Rick muttered as he slipped free. Placing a kiss on her shoulder where he’d bitten her, he moved away to collapse on the carpet on his back.
She smiled, liking the fact that she was leaving them in such a condition.
“Still have some energy left for me?” Phil asked, dropping to sit beside her on the couch.
“Always,” she promised.
“Come here then,” he urged her, using his hands to help guide her over to straddle his thighs. “Ride my cock, River. Take what you want.”
His words were hot and gave her the burst of sexual energy she needed. Rick’s cum had her well lubed to take Phil’s long, thick cock, and she sank easily down on him. They both moaned as she claimed every inch. Slowly, she slid up and down his shaft. Her hands rubbed over his shoulders while his played with her nipples.
She built speed as the pleasure climbed once more inside her. A woman shouldn’t be capable of handling all the orgasms and pleasure these three men could dish out. But she could. She was. And damned if she didn’t want to experience it every day for the rest of her life. She shook those thoughts away for now, wanting to revel fully in the sensations of riding Phil’s cock.
“You feel so good,” she purred.
“That’s my line,” he panted. “Lift up a bit if you can. I want to taste your nipples.”
She moaned and lifted as best she could, arching her back to press them forward. Her hands went back to rest on his knees, and she rode him harder, faster while he licked and tried to catch a bouncing nipple to suck. Thank God, he managed it. He sucked, nibbled and even gave the occasional sharp nip with his teeth. She loved it.
