SpiceMeUp

by Renee Field

  “You having fun over there with my wife?” asked Mack, with a knowing look that had Tasha playfully batting her eyes at him.

  “Oh he’s been playing me all night,” said Tasha.

  Sawyer removed his hand and held up his glistening fingers so Mack could see the evidence of her wet pussy. “Your wife is wanting some more play. That pussy of yours is soaked. Open up,” he said, urging her to open her mouth so she could suck his fingers and lick her own arousal off.

  “Oh baby, I’m so ready,” said Mack, moving out of his chair. Like a gentleman he eased her out of her chair to the living room, but not before pushing her hand against his rock-hard erection. Even through his jeans she felt his shaft buck from her touch.

  “Are you as hard, Sawyer?” asked Tasha, loving playing the tease.

  “Harder,” answered Sawyer as he rubbed his own erection.

  “So what should we do?” asked Mack, and the merriment in his eyes made her heart seem light. While this weekend was supposed to be all about her wants and desires, her husband needed this too. Getting to play out your fantasizes in a safe environment, when the needs of all of them were being considered, made Mack the fun guy to be around. Lately she hadn’t seen this side of him. Between work and the demands of the children he’d become a bit of a bear. Now though her bear planned to frolic.

  “Sawyer, it’s your turn to pick a bottle from the spice rack,” said Mack.

  Tasha wet her lips and watched Sawyer pick up a vial. He took out the small note and grinned before reading it out loud.

  “To test how much your lover knows you—one of you must be blindfolded,” read Sawyer, quickly adding, “That would be you, Tasha.”

  Blindfolded? She gulped. Trusting the men explicitly was one thing but having her sight taken from her when she longed to take her fill of the men, another. But this was part of the game.

  Mack ran upstairs and returned within seconds with one of his black ties. “We’ll use this.”

  “Shouldn’t we do this upstairs?” asked Tasha, taking a sip of wine for courage.

  Sawyer didn’t speak as he took the tie from Mack and moved toward her. She sat in her favorite wingback chair. He tilted up her head and proceeded to kiss her thoroughly. “We’re going to do this right here. I want you to spread your legs over the sides of this chair and make yourself come for us. But first we’re going to play with you and you have to guess whose hands are on you.”

  Sweet Jesus. Tasha squirmed with unbridled desire. What he asked was a fantasy she’d had for years. She’d be in control but knowing two men were watching her play with herself was so provocative she almost jumped off the chair.

  “I love the idea of watching you come, hon,” said Mack. “I wonder if you’ll be able to tell whose hands are touching you.”

  “Want to make a bet?” asked Sawyer.

  Mack looked at Sawyer. “I’m pretty confident my wife will know my fingers.”

  “Then be the man and name your price.”

  “Hot damn, you’re on. Money or something else?”

  “I’m going for the something else,” said Sawyer, rubbing his cock.

  Mack took a sip of his wine and Tasha used the opportunity to take another sip and light one of the candles in the living room. The scent from the candle was her favorite—patchouli. She’d let the guys work out this arrangement but secretly she wondered if she’d be able to tell whose fingers were touching her.

  “Name your something else,” said Mack.

  “You sure about that?” asked Sawyer, which made Mack pause.

  Mack nodded. Sawyer grinned. Then he turned and took a sip of his wine and looked at her. He moved closer and undid the first tie on her nightie.

  “If I win I get to fuck your pretty little wife on my own.”

  “Fuck,” said Mack.

  Sawyer turned toward his friend. “You normally state the rules upfront and you didn’t this time but if it makes you uncomfortable…”

  “No, I’m in and you’re right. Normally, Tasha, we list all the rules. Sawyer pulled the ace card. If he wins are you okay with him taking you on your own?”

  Win? Tasha didn’t think she could lose with this bet. “I’m game.”

  “And I’m trusting you to win,” said Mack. That edge to his voice turned her on.

  She nodded. Using the necktie as a blindfold, Sawyer expertly covered her eyes. Her senses immediately jumped to life. Sawyer stepped back and she had to rely on her hearing to sense movement. Someone grabbed her hands and hauled her up out of the chair. The hands seemed to be Mack’s but she wasn’t sure. Standing upright with her eyes covered was disorienting. Someone’s lips brushed hers and she leaned forward only to give a yelp when someone’s mouth latched onto her right nipple. The sheer fabric did nothing to stop her ache as she felt the wetness of a mouth suck on her breast. Using her hands, she attempted to bring her breasts up but someone’s hand locked hers in place.

  “No touching us. We sample you.” That commanding voice belonged to her husband.

  “We’re both going to take turns touching you and when we’re done tell us who was the first and the second. But we’re not kissing your lips—that would be a dead giveaway. We’re going to wait a few minutes and then begin the game.”

  “Tell me you understand,” demanded Mack.

  “I understand,” said Tasha. Her heart raced. The scent from the candle permeated the living room and sweet anticipation curled like warm water throughout her body.

  Someone’s fingers undid the tie on her teddy, completely exposing her breasts. Her belly quivered when questing fingers latched onto her thong. She thought for a second he’d remove it but instead hands forced her legs to open more and she cursed with pleasure when a tongue lapped at her pussy. He licked around her G-string and it set her on fire. Then he pushed the fabric of the G-string into her cunt so her pebbled nub rode it hard and all the while his tongue played her pussy. Barely able to stand, she almost came when two fingers twisted each nipple.

  “Holy fuck, guys, I’m about to come,” said Tasha, as she fought with her body to gain control.

  Instantly whoever had been touching her stopped. A chill covered her heated body while her pulse, still quaking with need, settled. She knew whoever had been touching her had done it on purpose to let her regroup.

  A few minutes later new hands were on her. They greedily played with her already achy nipples but they were soft and tender as they explored every crevice of her body, from the undersides of her knees to the soles of her feet. He brought each toe into his mouth and sucked them like he’d done to her breasts. While he played with her legs he snaked a finger up to dip it deep into her wet cunt. Tasha tilted her pelvic bone to give him better access. That tight buildup toward a climax began.

  “Can I come?”

  Again the man backed off.

  She panted, slightly frazzled and beginning to feel the edges of frustration. Twice she’d been at the brink and twice they’d stopped it.

  Still blindfolded, she heard the men step to her side.

  “Who was the first guy?” That voice belonged to her hubby.

  Tasha gulped. She’d tried hard to pay attention but she wasn’t one hundred percent. She’d thought it would have been easy but both men knew how to play her body and they both had long fingers and gentle strokes.

  “Tasha, your answer.”

  “Mack. Mack was the first guy,” said Tasha, biting her lip.

  “Wrong,” said Sawyer, as he gripped her middle to whisper that one titillating word in her ear.

  Tasha lifted the blindfold. “I’m so sorry, Mack.”

  Mack laughed. “Don’t be. I’m okay with it. Not like I’d probably be able to tell if I had two women playing with me.”

  The sudden vision of two women—one being her—playing with her husband was oddly erotic. Tasha vowed to save that disclosure for another time.

  “I’m not sorry at all. At some point before this weekend is over I get to have you all t
o myself.”

  Tasha gulped while looking at her husband who simply nodded. It was one thing to fantasize about it but another when reality had a time line. Being alone with Sawyer would make it more intimate and she didn’t want to hurt her husband’s feelings.

  “Ah, now Tasha I can see you thinking miles ahead. Mack can stand outside the door if that makes you more comfortable.”

  Tasha laughed. “I’m not too sure he’d be comfortable.”

  “Probably hard as a fucking stone. I’m okay with it. A bet’s a bet. Now let’s begin the play. You, my sexy woman are going to show us men how you come.”

  “I thought you guys might have forgotten,” said Tasha.

  Sawyer helped retie the blindfold while Mack eased her down into her favorite chair. “Spread your legs for us Tasha and show us that wet pussy of yours.”

  Tasha didn’t know what was worse. Almost coming standing up or being forced to play with herself for fulfillment. She longed to see them naked but until she played her part in this spice game she’d have to suffer with her imagination.

  “Okay, I’ll play with myself but you guys have to strip and then…no touching yourself.”

  “Fuck,” they both said in unison but seconds later she took great delight in hearing the sound of pants being chucked.

  “Are you naked?” She knew they were but playing dumb could be fun.

  “Yup,” said Mack and Sawyer.

  “How do I know for sure?” she said as she positioned her legs on either side of her chair. She heard them both groan while she gave a light pass with her hand over her own pussy.

  “We are,” said Mack.

  “Prove it. Bring me that cock,” said Tasha, adding an authoritative tone to her voice.

  “You want it, you got it, darlin’,” said Sawyer tilting her head to the side. “Open up,” he demanded, and she did, loving the feel of his thick cock as it brushed the inside of her mouth. She pulled him in deep and sucked hard. They weren’t holding her hands so she used them to cup his balls. Then he pulled out and she groaned in disappointment.

  “Whose cock were you sucking?”

  “Sawyer’s but now I want my husband’s cock in my mouth.” Tasha let Mack pull her head forward as he braced himself in front of the chair to stuff her mouth with his shaft. She licked the tip, loving the salty flavor of him. Knowing how he liked it, Tasha used her hands to play with the crack of his ass as he fucked her mouth with his cock. Then he too pulled out.

  “See, we’re both naked,” said Mack.

  “Thank you for proving your points. Now don’t forget. No touching yourself while I play with myself. Oh, I should clarify here. I’m not getting a spanking for making myself come, right?”

  “No. Same rules apply.”

  She settled back into her chair and let her legs dance over the side. She tried to pretend she didn’t have a captive audience but failed. The guys were groaning by the time she had spread her teddy wide so she could play with her already-pebbled nipples. She panted with need by the time she moved aside her G-string to play with her soaking wet pussy. Needing more freedom, she yanked the panties off her legs and repositioned herself even more wickedly. Spread wide, she totally got into the role. Using one hand, she opened her pussy to their eyes and tapped on her tight nub over and over again. Then she plunged a finger into her opening while one hand tweaked her nipple hard. Within seconds she felt her body tightening and then she came. She tried to remove her legs when two hands held them in place. A tongue laved up her cum at the same time a mouth descended on her swollen lips. The kiss was demanding, as if he could barely keep it together.

  The tie came off and she blinked in the sight of Mack’s head between her legs.

  “That was fucking unbelievable,” he said, giving her one last long lick.

  Sawyer helped her out of the chair and led her back upstairs. Mack followed behind her.

  “Did you like it, Sawyer?” asked Tasha.

  Sawyer grabbed one of the many condoms they’d placed on the bedside table and ripped it open and sheathed himself before speaking. “I’m about to come any minute Tasha and I’d like to do it in you.”

  “Oh,” said Tasha. “How would you like me?”

  “Get on your knees,” said Sawyer, his voice sounded gruff, which made her insides quiver with need.

  Mack helped position her and then came around the other side so she had the perfect view of her husband’s naked body and engorged cock.

  Sawyer placed his hands on her ass, hitching her hips higher and then he pushed his cock deep within her. She groaned as he filled her. And then he started to fuck her—long, hard thrusts told her how much he’d enjoyed her exhibition. He was wild and within seconds her own muscles were answering his passion. Mack reached a hand down her body to play with her swollen cunt while Sawyer piston-fired his shaft deep within her.

  “Fucking good,” said Sawyer.

  “You like my buddy fucking you?” asked her husband, while his fingers tweaked her nub.

  She nodded.

  “Answer me,” said Mack, using his own hand to hold his cock.

  Panting hard while Sawyer fucked her, Tasha answered, “I love it.”

  Mack kissed her lips and then said, “Give it to her good, Sawyer. Make her come again.”

  Sawyer grabbed a pillow from the bed and positioned it underneath her hips as she lay on her belly with her ass tilted high. This high up he had leverage to thrust harder and longer inside her and he did. His balls brushed her swollen clit and she moaned. Then he leaned back and without saying a word stuck a finger into her hole, stretching her ass while his cock thrust inside her.

  It was too much. The sensation of being filled had her cresting and screaming out her climax. Within seconds Sawyer followed through but the entire time he kept his finger deep in her ass. When he was done, he gently removed it and the condom.

  Mack urged her back down to the bed while Sawyer went to the washroom to return with a warm cloth. As before, he took his time cleaning her up and paid special attention to her ass.

  “Did you like my finger in your ass?” asked Sawyer as he nestled to her other side.

  Mack nestled in tight to her left, currently sucking her nipple, but then lifted his head to wait for her response.

  “Yeah, I did. It felt different.”

  Sawyer grinned and Mack placed Tasha’s hand on his still rock-hard erection.

  “I hoped you’d say that because you did come and I don’t remember giving permission,” said her husband as she pumped his cock with her hand.

  Shit, I forgot about that. The thought of another spanking made her squirm. He stilled her hand and leaned over so he could claim her lips. Only when he was done kissing her did he speak.

  “You get to decide on your punishment this time. A good spanking or a good ass fucking.”

  She throbbed with renewed desire. Tasha didn’t know what to say to the erotic words her husband had flung at her. They’d had anal sex once before and she’d enjoyed it but obviously he’d liked it a lot. She smiled at the memory.

  “Cat got your tongue, darling?” asked Mack. “Or are you going to let me pick the punishment, not that either is punishment if you ask me.” While he talked he rubbed her right nipple.

  “I’ll pick.”

  Her husband latched onto her nipple and drew the sensitive nub deep into his mouth. Sawyer propped himself up on his elbow so he could look at her. He draped a leg possessively over her side and the feel of the two men’s naked bodies pressed tight to hers made thinking and weighing her options a tad difficult. They were both so darn distracting with their sexy looks and touches that they once again had her squirming in the bed as desire started to tingle through her body.

  Biting her lip, she ran her hands through both men’s hair, loving the contrast. Mack’s hair was soft but a bit prickly from his crew cut, while Sawyer’s was longer and thicker. Tasha hauled her husband up so she could latch onto his mouth. Taking command of the kiss, sh
e let her wandering hand travel down the length of Sawyer’s naked body, stopping along the way to play with his nipples. His answering groan told her how much he liked her actions.

  “My ass,” said Tasha, breathing heavily after the ferocious kiss she’d given to her husband.

  “Oh baby, I hoped you’d say that. We’re going to save that sweet punishment for later. Like your book said, anticipation is fun.”

  “Sweet. Let our fun begin,” added Sawyer.

  “You up for this?” asked her husband.

  Sawyer leaned over and drew her nipple into his mouth to tease what had been her neglected nipple into one aching with want.

  “Well, let’s get her heated up first,” said Sawyer, wearing a devilish grin. He made sure she felt his now-full erection bump into her side.

  “You and I came, Sawyer, but I think my husband needs a good release.”

  Tasha moved to a sitting position and pushed her husband back down into the bed. “I’m going to suck you dry.”

  “Oh baby, that pretty little mouth of yours says the most perfect things.”

  Mack brought his cock to her mouth and Tasha pulled him in deep. While she sucked him, Sawyer’s hands teased her backside. He slipped a finger into her cunt and she groaned around Mack’s cock. Her husband gripped her hair and bucked his hips to take command and within seconds she swallowed gulps of cum. She sucked him dry and he groaned deep, a nice satisfied rumble that vibrated in his chest. Sawyer still had a finger in her pussy but he pulled it out to move to her side.

  “Honey, you are amazing. Thank you.”

  “Thank you,” said Tasha, sliding back between the two men. She tried to stifle a yawn but giggled when it slipped out. Mack’s words warmed her heart. He knew her so well.

  “Tasha, it’s been a long day. Let’s save that fun for tomorrow. I’m exhausted and so are you, plus Sawyer and I are going to finish up the porch bright and early in the morning so we can have the afternoon and evening to play with you.”

  Sawyer hauled her closer. “He might be tired but I’m wide awake, but…anticipation is sweet,” he said, kissing her neck.