She smiled shyly, feeling a small weight lift from her shoulders. “Okay, Mal.”
“Are you still a little nervous?”
“Yes,” she admitted.
“So am I. I’ve wanted you for so long and now I’m afraid I’ll scare you away before you can make my dreams come true.”
“It’s that easy?”
He smiled. “Only for you.”
* * * *
Cora stood with Mal in front of the wooden apartment door. This was her last chance to change her mind, to run away like a scared little girl, but she had come too far and running wasn’t an option anymore. The sound of the deadbolt opening told Cora that Ramsey hadn’t changed his mind either. He pulled the door open and waved the two of them inside. His lusty smile made it very clear that he was looking forward to the evening with them.
“I’ve been dreaming of seeing you here for so long.”
Mal’s velvet-soft whisper stirred her unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and she relished his words. How could a mere voice make her feel so sexy? She could hardly believe such a handsome man honestly felt so passionately about her.
Mal’s domain was organized, clean, and masculine, his entire living room set up as a large office. Clearly, working from home consumed most of his apartment.
Mal grinned before looking a bit abashed.
“I don’t get a lot of company at home,” he explained. “When I’m social, I tend to go out because I’m here so much. I don’t usually bring women here so early in a relationship. I just want you to know you’re special, Cora.”
Ramsey smiled and winked at her. His thick brown hair hung casually in his eyes, definitely sexy. He was even more handsome than Mal. She’d never seen a man with such lush brown hair or bright hazel eyes. He was a bit shorter than Mal at nearly six feet and he wore a neatly trimmed goatee and mustache. Ramsey was appealing in a less intense, friendlier way. Dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, his fashion sense exuded casual. Confidence oozed from the man, making him very charismatic.
“Malcolm doesn’t normally go to so much trouble to get a girl. He doesn’t tend to have problems in that department, but after seeing you, I can see why he’s willing to go so far to get you here. You’re just the kind of girl he’s always wanted.”
She wasn’t sure what Ramsey meant by that. Was it a compliment?
Cora sat down on the soft leather couch. She had no idea what to do now. Mal took off his shirt, and sat down next to her. Seeing him shirtless left her shaking just a little bit, it was starting to get very real. She normally had to know a man for a very long time before going to bed with him and she never would have allowed any of her past boyfriends to bring a friend, but somehow being with Mal and Ramsey like this felt right. Maybe the unfamiliar feeling of it all was exactly what she needed. To be controlled for a change and allow her mind and her body to be free.
Mal took her hand and placed it in the middle of his chest. His eyes seemed to glow and the intensity of his face stole her breath away completely.
“I want you to know this is not just about fucking tonight. If you don’t want this to be a relationship, I think we should end it now. I want you to spend the night with me, and I want to wake up in the morning holding you in my arms.”
Cora didn’t know what to say, it felt so sudden. She just nodded in answer, feeling the heat of another blush coloring her cheeks. In less than twenty-four hours, the man managed to make her react like a school girl.
Ramsey took off his shirt. His chest was broad and defined. Both men looked like they spent a good deal of their free time in the gym, and her body tingled with the knowledge that soon she’d be taken by both of them.
She stood up and pulled down the zipper on the side of her dress. It slithered down her body and fell to the floor in a swish of material. She loved seeing the desire in their eyes and the awed expression on their faces. Before she could remove her bra, Mal was there, his nimble fingers making quick work of the hooks, until her breasts were bared. Cool air surged over her rosy nipples as Ramsey pulled the straps over her shoulders and let the bra drop to the floor. Exposed to their hungry eyes, Cora fought the need to cover herself with her arms. Ramsey pulled her back down to sit between them.
He massaged her back and shoulders as he slid closer to her on the sofa. Her tension must have been visible, because he whispered quietly, “You’re doing fine, honey, relax.”
Mal’s eyes never strayed from the sight of her naked chest. He didn’t seem to want to pull himself away from the view. When he finally did, he knelt in front of her, positioning himself between her legs. A look of adoration filled his face. It was so strange to have a man look at her with such genuine need and desire, she almost felt uncomfortable. What made her worthy of attention like this?
This thing growing between them was far more intense than Cora ever had with another man, and it overwhelmed her. He gazed up into her eyes for a moment, cupping her body with infinite tender devotion. And when he moved, she closed her eyes, afraid she might break if she watched.
His hot, greedy mouth took her right nipple in, sucking hard. Her sudden gasp of pleasure resounded through the room. Ramsey’s hands never left her back, and the combination of Mal’s mouth tugging at her needy tits and the tender warmth of the other man made her feel a sense of sexual power she’d never known before.
Nervous feelings began to fade away. No man from her past matched Mal’s skill when it came to sucking on her breast, and if he was so good at this what other skills might he have?
He moved again. The cool air hitting her wet and abandoned nipple only heightened her pleasure as he found the other. He nipped at the sensitive peak and swirled his tongue around it. The rough, warm swipe made her arch her back and buck her hips involuntarily. Ramsey still worked on her back and shoulders, massaging her with a skill that made her wonder if he might be a masseur by day. He moved the hair off her neck, his large, long fingers kneading away the knots from the stress of her workday. He wrapped an arm around her, taking the breast Mal had deserted in his hand, and rolled the nipple between his fingers. She cried out from the wicked blend of sensations both men evoked. It felt wonderful. The competing pressures and pleasures caused her pussy to spasm.
“I’m getting your couch wet,” she whispered.
Both men chuckled.
Looking down at Ramsey’s large hand and Mal’s thick blond hair, she thought she might come just from the erotic sight.
“Mal?” She tried to keep her ass from wiggling. Mal didn’t respond. “Mal, I want you… I want you to fuck me.” Her voice sounded choked.
Ramsey laughed softly in her ear and kissed her neck. He worked his way to her ear lobe where his teeth nibbled softly, causing her to gasp and shiver.
“Didn’t you hear me? Please, Mal.”
“I’ve wanted that for so long, there’s no way I’m rushing. But I bet you’d like me to eat that sweet pussy, right?”
“I think if you breathe on it I’ll probably come.”
The men exchanged a knowing look and smiled in unison. Mal scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom, only a short distance from the living room. The way he held her made Cora feel so small and vulnerable, and she liked it. He gently laid her on his bed, and she smelled his cologne on the comforter. Unable to help herself she lounged back, enveloped in his sexy, spicy, and very masculine scent. Mal spread her legs wide while Ramsey stood behind him. Both men looked at her bare pussy as if it would be their last meal.
“She’s more beautiful than any woman I’ve ever seen. If I didn’t already feel like I do, I’d fall in love just because of this pussy. She even smells perfect,” Ramsey said, offering her a wink and a sexy smile. “Personally, I don’t think one night with that glorious pussy will be enough for me.”
Cora lay on the bed as they talked about her like an object. Her modern sensibilities should have been outraged, yet she’d never felt more turned on in her life. She felt objectified, and h
er inner feminist had trouble reconciling how sexy it felt at that moment.
With many of her past boyfriends sex had been like scratching an itch, something she did for relief. But Mal and Ramsey were building up to so much more than just release, though the desire for a screaming orgasm grew unbearable.
Ramsey moved to lie next to her on the bed. Mal was still between her legs and she knew what he was about to do. Ramsey slipped his arm around her and pulled her close, kissing her face and neck. She turned to offer her lips to him, but he pulled away. “Those are for Mal.” Then he continued working his way down.
A sudden and unexpected sensation of cool air on her pussy made Cora arch her neck to look down, where Mal’s face hovered between her legs.
“What are you doing?”
His fingers spread her cunt lips apart as he blew cool air against her clit. Mal looked up and smiled. “I thought you said if I breathed on it you’d come?”
Cora couldn’t suppress her giggle, but it didn’t last long as Mal slid his tongue between her parted lips. She gripped the bedding and moaned languidly, her entire body quivering in ecstasy. Mal’s tongue swirled slowly and ever so provocatively over the sensitive nub, increasing the speed of his strokes until he was lapping at her core wildly. Cora screamed as a powerful orgasm gripped her.
Her body shook and pulsed as she gave in to the startling rush. Closing her eyes, she glorified in what Mal’s tongue did to her needy clit as euphoria surged through her. Ramsey still held her in his arms, kissing her neck and playing with her nipples. The sensation of so much attention to both her cunt and breasts at the same time caused her body to convulse once more as the pleasure took her by surprise.
She’d never had more than one orgasm during sex before. Most of her previous sexual encounters were a quick race to the finish line, even when she didn’t come. Mal and Ramsey took their time satisfying her, and that alone sent her over the edge of sexual madness. For the first time in her adult life, she was truly thinking about pleasure and not just orgasm. Giving and receiving obviously meant much more to these two men as well.
Ramsey got off the bed to stand behind his friend. Mal’s tongue worked furiously on her clit. He was a man on a mission.
“You’re so beautiful,” Ramsey said. “You should see how your pussy is glistening. Do you think we should show her?”
Mal nodded, but continued working her clit with his skilled mouth.
Ramsey left the room quickly, and within seconds, returned with a small hand mirror, which he positioned to reflect her pussy as Mal licked her wet flesh. Cora watched in rapt excitement. Feeling it was one thing, seeing him do it as well overwhelmed her.
“I didn’t want to beg,” she whimpered. “I really didn’t want to beg. Please, oh please, fuck me. Fuck me hard now…right now, Mal.”
Ramsey laughed. “I love to hear you beg, I really, really do. Mal? I think you should give her a little sample of what that big hard cock will feel like in that tight pussy.”
Mal never stopped licking but he slid two fingers inside her and began to pump them frantically.
Cora had heard other women talk about the G spot. Now she knew what they meant. His two large fingers fucking her felt unbelievably good, she nearly cried from the wicked intrusion. Mal brought her so close to the edge, she thought she would tumble over, but something entirely different began to build within her. It was beyond orgasm. It was almost painful the pressure was so intense. She had already come twice so she knew it wasn’t just delayed release. Mal moved his mouth away, but he kept pumping his fingers, and suddenly she arched her back and closed her eyes. She dug her nails into the comforter as a squirt of moisture erupted from her pussy. A scream tore from her throat, and she vaguely heard the men’s appreciative groans of delight. Oh my god…I just squirted…
Cora sat up, panting, staring at both men, and then her gaze traveled down to their raging erections. She crawled down the bed, noting how relaxed and sated her whole body felt as she took a cock in each hand, and looked up at the men. They wore similar expressions of anticipation. Cora kissed the head of each cock, paying equal attention to both. First suckling Mal, she licked the underside of his cock especially slow, and it wrung a low groan from him, before giving the same treatment to Ramsey.
“I want to come in your pussy.” Mal’s voice was rough. “If you keep doing that I’m going to come all over you.”
“You keep sucking me, baby. I want you to make me come.” Ramsey’s passionate demand made Cora tenderly cup his balls with one hand while she fisted the base of his penis with the other.
Mal was behind her now, his hands gripping her ass. She flinched as Mal put something cold on her ass and let Ramsey’s cock slide out of her mouth. Ramsey moved behind her, next to Mal at the head of the bed. Cora tried to turn, but Mal pushed her back down. He spread her ass cheeks and she relished the wonderful loss of control, shivering as the men intimately inspected her.
When Ramsey slid his large finger in her ass, she gasped. It felt very odd. His finger worked in and out, slowly over and over. The longer he pumped his finger, the more comfortable she became, and the more she liked his touch.
Mal moved back to the foot of the bed, kneeling down to make eye contact.
“I want to be the first to come inside your pussy and your mouth, but Ramsey wanted your ass. Have you done anal? Are you willing to trust us?”
“Yes.”
The look in his gaze made it clear how pleased he was with her answer. Cora couldn’t say no to his request and in some twisted way, she liked his demand. She wanted to please them more than any other woman had ever pleased them.
Ramsey gently caressed her ass cheeks. “Don’t be scared. I promise I won’t hurt you. I’ve done this before with someone inexperienced. Lie on your back. Mal is going to lick that pretty cunt and I’m going to be the first man to fuck that beautiful ass.”
She nodded, moving onto her back as he directed, and closed her eyes.
“You don’t know what a treasure you are,” Mal whispered. “I do love you, Cora. I think I’ve been waiting for you my whole life.”
She was so focused on Mal’s words that she wasn’t paying attention to Ramsey, when suddenly, Ramsey slipped two fingers in her ass. She squeaked in discomfort as he swiftly switched to three fingers, stretching her in preparation for his big cock. He paused, holding them deep inside her, and she lay there quietly, allowing her body to adjust to the sensation. Mal positioned himself over her, his balls dangled just above her mouth, so he could lick and bite at her tender clit. She cried out in pleasure, already on the verge of another orgasm.
“Please, Ramsey, I want to feel you, not just your fingers.”
She lifted her head and licked greedily at Mal’s testicles. Tasting the salty spice of man heightened her pleasure. Cora heard Ramsey opening the lubricant bottle, and after a moment, the head of his cock nudged her ass. She did her best not to clench her muscles at the invasion. Slowly and much more tenderly then she had imagined, Ramsey worked his cock inside her. Inch by inch she felt the tender invasion of his body taking her in that place no man had touched before.
“Oh, thank you, Cora,” Ramsey moaned.
Cora never imagined she could have an orgasm from anal sex. She shuddered and cried out as Mal continued pumping deep in her ass. Mal moved away and stood up, taking her hand in his, watching her face as Ramsey’s body stiffened. His hoarse cries soon followed her own. Cora let the pleasure wash over her as the last of his load entered her body. He pulled out slowly, and she felt a warm dribble of his come down her ass cheek. She was surprised to see Mal had a towel ready.
Tenderly and carefully, Mal wiped the fluid and lubricant off her body, and she wondered when Mal would fuck her pussy. She was well-aware he had yet to slake his own needs.
Mal and Ramsey sat on either side of her. Mal took her in his arms and kissed her tenderly, deeply. When he pulled away, she looked over his shoulder and smiled at Ramsey.
“
Thank you for teaching me that, Ramsey. I had no idea that would feel so great.”
Mal’s fingers ran through her hair. He gathered the heavy mane off her neck with a deep groan, holding it away from her face as he kissed her more passionately.
“I can’t take it, Mal. Don’t make me wait another second.”
The mattress dipped as he moved to straddle her with his glorious, muscular body. He loomed above her like a god ready to claim her and she happily lay on the altar for his pleasure. No man would ever compare to him. His eyes widened with surprise and pleasure as his cock drove deeply into her body. Her pussy contracted instantly, and knew it wouldn’t take much to come again, her sensitivity peaking. She gripped him with her inner muscles and bucked wildly against him, screaming his name as their bodies collided in a sweaty dance. His face looked strained, but he had amazing stamina. Stroke after stroke he didn’t come and she kept crying out, shaking and gasping from the intensity—pleasure so great it was becoming painful. Never before did she feel such bliss, that she found herself weeping. Ramsey was there instantly, holding her, tenderly pushing the hair off her face.
“It’s okay to get it out, honey,” Ramsey whispered. “Let it take you…”
Cora couldn’t stop the keening wail, a mixture of great pleasure and emotional overload. Finally, when she heard his deep cry and his body stilled, Cora regained some semblance of control. Looking up into his face and seeing those amazing blue eyes staring back at her, she knew he was as deeply affected as she was. What they shared was more than just sex, maybe it was love. The kind of love that happens quickly and unexpectedly.
Mal collapsed on the bed next to her, panting, his face reflecting the wonder she felt. They just looked at each other for a moment, catching their breath.
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