by Vivien Vale
“So, Emma put it in your room?” Kevin asks when Scott inspects the empty slot.
I hug myself and nod. “She admitted it to me today. It’s the only reason I searched until I found it. It’s so small.”
“Where was it?” Scott asks.
“Attached to my lampshade. It has a black pattern so it isn’t very noticeable.”
Scott nods. Kevin looks at the camera in Scott’s hands.
“We don’t know that there was ever and SD card in there,” he says.
Scott looks at him before he looks at me.
“That’s true,” he says. “It can still be that she’s bluffing.”
I shrug and sits down on my couch. “I guess she can be. This is unlike her so I want to believe that, but I don’t know. I just… don’t know. I feel like it’s my fault.”
“Hey,” Scott says and sits down next to me. He puts the camera back on the table where it stares at me with it’s one eye. Kevin sits down on my other side. “It’s going to be fine,” Scott says. He put his hand on my leg. I changed into slacks and a tank top in the time I waited for them to come so I’m comfortable. Scott’s hand is warm through the thin, stretchy material on my thigh.
“You can’t have helped this,” Kevin says. They both sit very close to me and I’m aware of their bodies, the heat radiating from their skins. Scott moves his hand on my thigh, rubbing it slowly up and down.
“He’s right,” he says. “She’s playing us. It’s not your fault.”
I hear what he’s saying but his hand on my thigh distracts me. He moves his hand up and down, his fingers sliding closer and closer to my pussy. I watch his hand. I’m worried about the camera, everything feels like a horrible mess and still Scott turns me on by touching me the way he is, now.
I look at him and his eyes are a deep green. His gaze slides to my lips. I feel the atmosphere charge around us, the worry changing to desire. Scott leans in toward me, placing his hand behind my neck and pulls me closer to him. I close my eyes and his lips come onto mine. He kisses me and I open my mouth, letting him penetrate me, taste me.
Kevin’s hand lands on my arm and he strokes me, his hand moving up to my shoulder and back down again. He nuzzles my neck as I make out with Scott, kissing the tender skin so that I get Goosebumps. His hand moves to my breast and he cups it. His skin is hot through my shirt.
Scott slides his hand up until his fingers brush my pussy. I shiver, moaning softly into his mouth. When he breaks the kiss, Kevin turns my head with his hand on my cheek and kisses me, taking over where Scott left off. His tongue pushes into my mouth and he squeezes my breast, massaging, kneading. Scott, having nothing else to do, pushes his hands between my legs. I open my legs for him to give him access. He rubs my pussy through the pants, the material friction on my pussy lips and clit driving me wild.
I moan into Kevin’s mouth. He takes my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolls it back and forth, tugging lightly. The combination of sexual stimulation from two different men is almost too much to bear.
Scott tugs at the hem of my shirt, pulling it up. Kevin lets go of my breast and breaks the kiss to give Scott a chance to pull the shirt over my head. I sit up and Kevin reaches behind me, unclasping my bra and pulling it off. They both stop and stare at my breasts. Kevin pulls me onto him so that I lay half on his lap and he cups both breasts. He massages them, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.
Scott hooks his fingers into my waistband and pulls my slacks down, taking my panties with them. In no time at all, I’m naked and splayed out in front of the two men who seem to think it is the most precious thing on earth.
Scott kneels on the couch, spreading my legs. I gasp when he lowers his head and closes his lips over my pussy. He licks a line from my entrance to my clit and I shudder when he flicks the tip of his tongue over my clit a few times. Kevin plays with my breasts, tugging and pulling, and Scott licks and sucks my pussy until I squirm and writhe on the couch.
After a moment, Kevin moves out from underneath me and I hold myself up, propped on my arms. Kevin pulls his shirt off and I have a beautiful view of his body – his arms strong and muscular, his abs sculpted and delicious, moving under his skin. He unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, thick and hard. He pushes his hips toward me and I know what he wants.
I suck him into my mouth and he groans. Scott is still between my legs, sucking my clit and the sensation along with the dick in my mouth is another sensory overload. I shiver and bob my head up and down, taking as much of Kevin into my mouth as I can without cutting off my own breathing. I must hold back if I want to stay in control of my body – with Scott between my legs I’m already in trouble of tipping over the edge and losing it.
“Oh, yeah, princess,” Kevin says. I moan against his cock as the sucking on my clit intensifies. I’m so damn close to the edge it’s almost impossible concentrate, but then Scott stops and I let go of Kevin, gasping for air, moaning in protest about the orgasm denial.
Scott
Carly is on fire. The lust in her eyes is clear and she sits up, upset that I stopped just before she orgasmed. She reaches for me, pulling my shirt up and over my head. Her undressing is urgent. I undo my own buckle but she takes over, unzipping my pants. She pulls them down, stopping to get rid of my shoes before throwing it all on the floor. I’m naked, my cock hard and straining. I want her. I want her good and hard.
“Turn to the couch and bend over, my little whore,” I say to her and she does as I say, bending over the couch, her ass on display to the both of us. Kevin stands next to me, taking it all in. His hand moves to his dick, more than happy to watch while I take the first shift. Fine by me.
I grab Carly’s hips and aim at her pussy, pressing my tip against her entrance. She holds her breath and I push into her. She cries out as her body opens for me.
“God, you’re so wet,” I gasp. She’s practically dripping. I pull out almost all the way and slam into her again, pushing in as far as I can go. I reach her cervical wall and she cries out. Women don’t like it when I do that, so I’m careful not to go that deep again.
I fuck her, pounding into her. She cries out with every stroke, bracing herself on the couch. Kevin moves a little to get a good vantage point from the side and he jacks himself off as he watches me fucking Carly from behind. Her hair falls over her back when she flips it up and I take the opportunity to grab it. I bunch it in my hand and pull her head back, holding her, arching her back. She cries out, her body held in this position and I continue fucking her.
After a while, I let go of her hair and reach for her arms. I pull them back so that her body lifts, arching her back. I pull her arms back and hook my arms through her elbows so that she’s pulled in an arch toward me, her breasts pushing out, her body curved in a C as I fuck her. She cries out, her breath forcing out of her lungs as I manipulate her body into the position I want her in.
Kevin moves closer and I turn us a little so that she isn’t facing the couch anymore. He bends over and plays with her breasts, taking them into his mouth. Judging by the way Carly’s cries change, he’s using his teeth as well or sucking hard enough for it to border on pain.
I keep fucking her, slamming into her, taking her body the way I want it.
Kevin stops and steps away. I slow down. Kevin kicks off his shoes and gets out of his pants. He’s naked, now, standing in front of Carly. His dick is hard and ready for action and I let go of Carly’s arms so that she can lower her upper body again. Kevin takes her face in both his hands and guides her mouth to his dick. He pushes into her mouth.
I pick up the pace, pumping into Carly harder again and Kevin picks up the pace, pushing into Carly’s mouth hard and fast enough that she makes gurgling sounds and moaning. He lets her breathe every few strokes but other than that he fucks her face the way I fuck her pussy.
We fucked her like this before. It’s even better than I remember it.
I reach around her body and push my hand between her legs. I slow my
strokes right down and my fingers find her pussy, pushing into her slit to find her clit. She moans around Kevin’s dick when I press two fingers against her clit and wiggle them up and down. I move my fingers in circles around her clit, rubbing her faster and faster.
Carly moans, a strangled sound as Kevin pumps into her throat. Her knees buckle and I wrap my other arm around her hips to hold her up. I rub her furiously, barely pumping in and out of her now for lack of concentration.
She shudders in my grip, a sigh escaping around Kevin’s dick. He pulls out enough for her to breathe hard. He reaches down to her tits and squeezes them. Carly cries out louder. She is so close; I can feel it. She shivers and every shiver brings a wave over her body, clutching at my cock, sending shivers into my own body, too.
I look up at Kevin. His face is riddled with concentration and desire. I know mine looks the same. I fuck Carly as much as I can while holding her up and playing with her clit, and the orgasm rocks through her.
Her pussy clamps down around my cock and her body convulses. Her legs give way almost completely and I struggle to hold her up as she orgasms. She cries out, her mouth open so Kevin steps back. Carly shudders and moans and I stroke her clit to prolong her orgasm, to keep her coming.
Finally, she comes down from her orgasm and I pull out of her. She collapses on the couch, breathing hard. Kevin and I stand over her, cocks still hard, watching her as she gasps naked and spent on the couch. We aren’t done with her yet.
Carly glances up at us and her eyes tell me she knows it and she isn’t upset it about it, either. Her eyes are still filled with lust and she looks from my cock – slick now, covered with her sex – to Kevin’s cock, the tip wet with his own desire. She wants more, too.
Well, we have a lot more to offer.
“Come to the bedroom,” Kevin says. He holds out his hand and Carly takes it. He helps her up and we move to the bedroom where Carly lies down on the bed again. I stay standing. Kevin crawls onto the bed with her and she lies on her back, her legs falling open for him. He positions himself over her, his cock between her legs and he pushes into her.
She gasps. I watch them as Kevin pumps into Carly. Watching them fuck is hot and I palm my own flesh, sliding my hand up and down my cock. Her juices are still on my cock and my hand slides up and down with ease. I watch as Kevin pounds into her and Carly cries out, gasping and moaning.
Kevin pushes himself up so he is braced on his arms. The space between them is enough that her tits move back and forth. I watch her tits with her hard nipples moving and God, I want to suck on them, to nibble them. I’m not going to get involved, though. It’s Kevin’s turn.
Kevin bends his arms and props himself up on his elbows. He moves the other hand to Carly’s face and strokes her hair, her cheeks, her brows. He traces her lips with his fingers and when she gasps, her lips opening further, he pushes two fingers into her mouth. She closes her lips around him the way she sucked on his or my cock and I watch as he pumps his fingers into her mouth in the same way he moves his dick in and out of her. It is erotic as hell and strangely dominant, even though Kevin is the tame one between the two of us.
Carly seems to like it, though. She moans more when he finger fucks her mouth while he slides in and out of her, her sounds becoming a little erratic. Is she getting closer, already? I want to get in there, too. I want her ass around my cock again so that I can fuck her from behind while Kevin is still buried in her pussy. When we did that last time, it took everything for me not to lose my load inside of her straight away.
Not a lot of women like to do anal. We never asked Carly what she does and doesn’t like, but I get the idea she likes me in her ass.
When I can’t hold it anymore, I walk toward them. I get onto the bed. Kevin pulls out of her and moves around her so he is behind her. He pushes into her again, fucking her in the spooning position. In this position, I’m not going to get to her ass but her mouth is right there. I grab her head and push my cock into her mouth, lying in front of her.
She takes me in hungrily, sucking on my dick while Kevin fucks her. He slides in and out of her. I close my eyes and focus on what I’m feeling. Carly’s mouth is hot and she’s doing such a good job of fucking me with it that I feel like I’m in her pussy, anyway.
I reach down and push my fingers into her hair and close my fist, holding her head firmly in place. It’s dominating and I love it. I love taking control of a woman. Carly makes strangled sounds as I push my dick down her throat. I fuck her a few times before letting her come up for air. My balls are in her face but she doesn’t seem to care and neither do I.
“God, she’s getting close,” Kevin bites out. I know what he is feeling – Carly has tells that are very clear. Her body convulses, her walls clamping down and she shudders in waves before the big one hits.
I keep at it, watching her carefully.
Kevin pounds into her harder and harder, her body rocking back and forth and I counter his strokes with mine. When she is very close, I pull back and allow her to breathe while she sucks me. Her breath is erratic and shallow and she whimpers and moans.
When she tips over the edge she cries out and I pull right back, slipping out of her mouth, letting her moan and gasp for air. Her face is twisted into an orgasmic expression that burns itself into my memory. Her mouth opens and I want to shove my dick back in there, but I wait for her to ride it out.
She gasps and moans. Kevin slows down his pace, stroking in and out of her as she orgasms.
Finally, she comes down from her high and she breathes hard. A final shudder passes through her body. Kevin pulls out of her and crawl to the pillows, lying down. His dick is hard and glistening with the sex he had.
Carly lies on the bed, body open, spent. She’s breathing hard. I get onto the bed, too, moving to where Kevin lies against the pillows and I lie down next to him, leaving enough space in between us for Carly to join us.
She glances at us and does exactly what I hoped – she moves between us.
We lie side by side. The room is dim with only the bed lamp on and our three naked bodies look exotic.
Carly sighs. I caress her body, running my hands over her soft skin. Her breasts are soft and big, her nipples relaxed for the moment.
I want to change that. I lean forward and take a nipple in my mouth, sucking, rolling my tongue around it. Kevin does the same, worshipping her other nipple. Carly sighs and moans. She moves her body, undulating as if she is having sex again as we work her over, pushing her from one sexual encounter to the next. I move my hand down her body, stroking her, feeling her, caressing her. Kevin mirrors my actions. Her hand is on my head, I guess the other is on Kevin’s and she drinks in the attention we are giving her.
Kevin
I want more. I want to be inside of her again. But Carly needs a break. The two of us are using her up and I don’t want her to have to tap out because we fucked her too hard. So, Scott and I spend time just loving her body, her breasts, the curves of her hips and her legs.
It’s more than satisfying, but my cock throbs and I want to be inside of her again. I move my head, kissing her breasts, the skin on her chest, her neck. Scott does the same and he reaches her mouth before I do. He kisses her long and hard, his tongue probing her mouth. Carly moans and rolls toward him, throwing her arms around his neck. She hikes up one leg and throws it over him, lying on her side, splayed open.
I have a perfect view of her back, her ass. I grab her ass cheeks and squeeze, pulling them apart, looking at her pussy and her back entrance. She is wet, glistening. I push my fingers into her and she moans into Scott’s mouth.
I move my fingers up toward her ass, lubing her up with her own wetness. She gasps and moans while she makes out with Scott as I work her ass into a wet mess.
When I figure she’s wet enough, I shift, pressing the line of my body against hers. My cock pushes against her ass and I guide myself, the tip against her back entrance. She cries out when I push in, breaking the kiss with Scott fo
r a moment.
I work my way into her, moving inch by inch in slow strokes. I buck my hips slowly, fucking her ass. My hand is on her hip, Scott’s arms pull her against him. I move back and forth, faster and faster. I slide myself into her and back and out she produces breathy moans and squeals.
Scott moves his hand down between her legs and I lift my head to see what he is doing. His hand moves and I’m sure he is playing with her clit. She shivers around my cock, squeezing me with her body and I groan. At this rate, I’m going to come in no time at all.
I slide out of her. She gasps when I do.
“I’m going to come if I keep doing that,” I say. I don’t want it to be over, yet.
“Let me,” Scott says. Carly lies on her side, gasping. Scott cups her cheek and kisses her. “Get on him, kitten.”
He is so demanding and Carly seems to like it. I’m less intense than he is. The combination works.
Carly does as Scott says and climbs onto me, straddling me. Her tits are close to my face and I reach up and grab them. She gasps, positioning herself over my cock and lowering herself down.
When she is on top of me, she starts rocking her hips. She rides me, sliding my cock in and out of her.
Scott positions himself behind her and I pull her down so that she lies on me, her ass open and on display for Scott. I know he likes anal a lot more than I do – although, with Carly, I’m more than happy to fuck her ass again and again. I know when he pushes into her. She cries out and shudders. I feel Scott’s cock slide right up against mine, nothing but membranes separating us from each other.
I don’t mind it. There are men that are very homophobic, that shy away from everything that looks like dick. I’m not going to do Scott or anything but if we are fucking a woman together, doubling up means we are going to be in close quarters.
Scott doesn’t seem to mind, either. We start moving, countering each other’s strokes. When I push in, he pulls out. We rock back and forth and Carly is rendered useless. She cries out and moans, her breath hot in my neck, her skin slick with sweat. I put my hands on her back and hold her to me. Her breasts are against my chest, her nipples hard. We are still fucking, but holding her like this made me feel warm, different than it has the last time. I’m starting to feel different around her and I don’t know what to do about it.
