His hands slid lower as Marco fondled her ass, working soap between her cheeks. She whimpered as his fingers massaged the tight whorl of her anus, sending a wave of pleasure through her. Leona could feel her pussy tingle with a growing desire.
As if he could read her mind, Marco rinsed the soap from her bum and knelt behind her, spreading her cheeks and running his tongue along her taint, flicking her pussy’s entrance without going further in. Leona panted, her fingers curling on the slick tiles. With another chuckle, Marco pressed himself deeper between her plump cheeks, his tongue roving between her swollen labia. Lightly, he brushed her clit, purposefully teasing Leona with the brief contact.
Leona moaned his name, her body wound tight as he took his time, sucking and licking her pussy without ever giving her what she wanted. “Marco, fuck me,” she gasped at last.
“So impatient,” he replied, drawing a finger along her hypersensitive clit and making her gasp again.
“Marco!” she growled. Still laughing, he thrust two fingers deep into her desperate pussy, while his pinkie slid up her ass.
“Oh God,” Leona gasped as the sudden, dual sensations crashed over her like a tidal wave. “Oh God, yes.”
Slowly, Marco drew his fingers in and out, letting her adjust. Only when she cried, “Harder!” did he pick up the pace. As he pumped, his tongue went back to work, licking the tight nerves around his pinkie as Leona mewled and shuddered above him. She fought hard against the overwhelming sensation, but he was doing too much to her all at once and it wasn’t long before she gave into the pleasure. Faster than Marco thought possible, the walls of Leona’s pussy clenched around him and he felt the hot fluids of her orgasm running down his wrist as she screamed his name, her whole body bucking against him.
“Oh God,” Leona panted when it was over. Her eyes half-closed, she leaned against the cool tiles as Marco freed his hand.
“Tired already?” Marco said. “I hope not.” Stepping out of the shower, he fished a condom from his leather bag and made quick work of the foil. Leona watched him pull the latex over his throbbing erection, unconsciously biting her lips at the sight of his long, hard cock.
“In here?” Leona asked as Marco re-entered the shower.
He nodded and reached down, lifting her onto his hips. Pinning her against the wall as if she weighed nothing, Marco slid his erection into her still-wet pussy, groaning as he felt her tight walls close around his sensitive head. “God, you feel good,” he said, kissing her throat. As he began to thrust, Marco gripped her ass in both hands, bringing her down hard onto his cock.
Leona groaned as his thick dick stroked the delicate walls of her pussy. For the second time in as many days, she felt completely full. As his pace quickened, she dug her nails into his shoulders, her head thrown back against the tiles. Marco moaned as that exposed her full, heaving breasts, and she smiled even as she gasped with pleasure. Under her feet, Leona could feel Marco’s muscular ass and thighs clench as he fucked her, his thrusts growing more and more frantic as his own orgasm began to build.
Marco knew they were both close and, wanting to get her off before he came, he once more slid a finger into her ass. Leona’s reaction was immediate and her pussy clenched hard around his cock, her hips thrusting wildly against his as her orgasm began. Pushed over the edge by the sudden sensation, Marco couldn’t hold off any longer and, with a groan, he thrust deep into Leona as his orgasm crashed through him.
Gasping for air as her orgasm slowly faded, Leona leaned her forehead on Marco’s. He nudged her nose with his in response, a goofy smile on his face.
“Wow,” she said, staggering a little as her feet touched the ground.
“Yeah,” said Marco as he steadied her, pulling her into his arms. Leona grinned up at him, her body soft with pleasure.
Suddenly he laughed. “We still haven’t washed your hair!”
“I guess we got a bit distracted,” Leona giggled as he reached for the shampoo.
Chapter 4
On the ride back to the village, Leona was quiet. She’d had a wonderful night with Marco, who was lovely and caring. He’d ordered them dinner and entertained her with stories of his time in Africa and, when they were full, he massaged her feet with coconut oil and they’d made love again between the crisp, white sheets of the enormous bed. But, as blissful as the night had been, this morning Leona found herself thinking about George and their passionate night in her hut. Marco was sweet, and she loved how safe he made her feel, but she missed the way George had fought with her, matching her fiery attitude with his own – though she was still hurt that he had left her without even saying goodbye.
It took them two hours to get back to the village and when they arrived, Leona still didn’t know who or what she wanted.
Everyone was working on the school when they arrived and, without much discussion, they both pitched in to help. Leona was glad to escape into the giggling band of children. As they’d arrived, she’d seen George at work mixing concrete, his muscular back glistening in the sun, and her body’s response had been immediate - even as Marco leaned across the stick shift to kiss her. Working with the children let her escape from her dilemma, although her stomach clenched every time she saw Marco and George talking together. She thought about moving closer so that she could hear their conversations, but decided it was better to stay out of the way. At the end of the day, however, they both came to get her, and Leona knew she couldn’t hide any longer.
“George and I thought we could all head back to town and have dinner at the hotel. What do you think?” Marco asked her, smiling.
Leona looked from one beautiful man to the other and licked her suddenly dry lips. “Um, that sounds great,” she said feebly.
“I’m sure we’ve got lots to talk about,” George added with an enigmatic smile that made Leona simultaneously weak in the knees with lust and absolutely terrified that he might know about her and Marco.
“Yeah, right,” she answered, her voice squeaking.
During the two-hour drive back to the hotel, Marco and George talked in the front seat, laughing and joking about different projects they’d worked on. It turned out that George was a project manager for the NGO Marco was fundraising for and that this was their fourth project together.
“So you guys are pretty good friends?” Leona asked from the back seat, her stomach in knots.
“I’d trust George with my life,” said Marco, grinning.
“Well, you’d trust me with hers, at least,” George replied with his customary dry humor. Marco burst out laughing, slapping the steering wheel, while Leona chuckled weakly and closed her eyes. Was she going to ruin their friendship on top of everything?
Despite Leona’s worries, the three of them had a lovely dinner in the hotel’s breezy courtyard. As the sun set behind the mountains, they lingered over their dessert – perfectly ripe, fresh fruits from the hotel’s garden. Forgetting herself for a moment, Leona happily slurped mango juice from her fingers – until she caught both men watching her hungrily. Slowly, Leona pulled her finger out from between her lips as all her worries came flooding back. “Where are my manners?” she asked with a brittle laugh, wiping her hands on her napkin. “You’re staring,” she said after a moment when the men still hadn’t looked away from her.
The two friends glanced at each other and Marco smiled. “You want to tell her or should I?”
“Go ahead,” said George, leaning back in his seat with his usual feline grace. His eyes returned to Leona, unabashedly roving her body. She felt her pussy grow warm despite her worries.
“We know you slept with both of us,” said Marco bluntly.
Leona gaped at him.
“And we’re really okay with it,” he continued with a smile. “I mean, it’s not like I had some sort of claim on you just because I brought you to Africa.”
Leona snorted. “Especially considered how you brought me to Africa.”
“Exactly,” Marco agreed. “But we both…” he paused,
glancing at George. “We both want to do it again,” he continued. “But your parents’ jet is coming tomorrow morning to fly you and me back to New York. So, George and I, we thought, well, maybe you’d be interested in having us both… together,” he finished.
“Together?” Leona echoed.
“Though we’d understand if you think that might be too… overwhelming for you,” George added with a teasing smile.
Leona raised an eyebrow. “Someone thinks very highly of himself,” she sniffed haughtily. Then she grinned. “I’d love to,” she said.
“Thank God,” said Marco. “Otherwise George and I would have had to duel and he would definitely have kicked my ass. I’ll go reserve a room.”
With Marco gone, George and Leona eyed each other greedily across the table. Leona broke the silence first.
“You left without saying goodbye,” she accused him.
George nodded, a brief look of regret flashing across his beautiful face. “I knew Marco was coming back. I figured you two had something going on and I didn’t want to complicate it.”
“Well, you could have asked,” Leona told him.
“Yes,” he agreed. After a paused, he said, “I’m sorry.”
Leona nodded. “And I’m sorry for being such a spoiled brat,” she replied.
“I guess we’re equal then,” said George with a smile, just as Marco came back. Leona nodded.
Marco waved a room key, one hand resting on Leona’s shoulder. “All set,” he said, his thumb brushing the bare skin of her neck. Leona shivered in anticipation.
Leona and George stood, and she slipped an arm through each of the men’s. “Let’s go,” she smiled.
As Marco bent to unlock the door, Leona felt George’s hands on her ass as they waited. Her eyes fluttered open and shut as he squeezed her flesh between his strong fingers. Marco caught sight of her expression and grinned, shoving the door open.
“Come on,” he said, taking Leona’s hand. “I swear to God I’ve had an erection since they served the main course.”
George laughed, guiding Leona from behind, his hands on her hips. Once they were all inside, George kicked the door shut with one foot as Marco made up for lost time, taking Leona’s face in his hands and kissing her deeply. She moaned into his warm lips as his tongue explored her mouth. She felt George’s hard-on throb against her ass as the other man pressed himself against her, his hands coming up to fondle her breasts as he kissed her neck.
Gently, Marco pulled off her shirt and George undid her bra. As soon as her golden breasts were free, Marco lowered his mouth to her nipples, running his tongue in wet circles around her areolas. Leona smiled, arching her back and wrapping one arm around George’s neck, tilting her head so he could kiss her upside down. Her other hand was buried in Marco’s silky hair, her fingers tighten as he sucked her nipples with sudden force. Leona moaned into George’s mouth.
As George and Leona kissed passionately, Marco tugged off his own shirt and undid Leona’s fly, and he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses to her tanned stomach as he pulled off her shorts and underwear. Breaking their kiss, George knelt behind her, his hands once more cupping her ass as he delicately ran his tongue back and forth between her cheeks, flicking it against her anus. At the same time, Marco took her clit into his mouth, twirling it gently between his lips. Leona whimpered, fighting back a scream. Her fingers dug into Marco’s hair as her skin erupted with goose bumps.
“Wait,” she finally gasped. “Wait!”
The two men paused, looking up in confusion. Leona slid out from between them and sat on the bed. She looked at their faces and felt a thrill run through her to know that these two men were literally on their knees for her. She smiled wickedly. “Strip each other,” she commanded, sliding back towards the pillows at the head of the bed.
George raised an eyebrow at her tone of voice.
“If you think the experience won’t be too… overwhelming for you,” she challenged, running a finger between her breasts and down the smooth planes of her stomach. Then, gently, she began to stroke her clit.
Both men groaned at the idea of watching the beautiful redhead masturbate. As they got to their feet, George smiled at Marco and dragged the other man to him by the waistband of his shorts. Marco’s eyes widened briefly as George brought him into a deep kiss, one hand cradling Marco’s head. But soon Marco gave into George’s warm mouth and he moaned, pressing himself to the taller man’s chest. Leona moaned lasciviously, watching the two men make out while she tingled her nipples and teased her slickening pussy.
With one strong tug, George had Marco’s shorts off him then undid his own pants as Marco pulled his shirt off. Their naked bodies pressed together, both men paused to watch Leona. Meeting their gaze, she spread the lips of her pussy open with one hand, while, with her other, she plunged two fingers into her dripping entrance and fucked herself. Both men moaned.
His cock throbbing from Leona’s display, Marco lowered himself to George’s newly exposed erection and took the other man’s glistening head into his mouth. He heard both George and Leona gasp. George’s fingers dug into Marco’s hair, drawing him further down. Marco swirled his tongue around George’s massive cock and sucked, enjoying knowing exactly what to do to give the other man maximum pleasure. And, judging by George’s groans, he was doing exactly that.
When Marco heard Leona begin to whimper, her hand pumping furiously as she came, he drew his tongue along the length of George’s cock in one final stroke and stood. George looked at him, his eyes half closed in pleasure. “Shit, Marco,” he whispered.
Marco just winked and jerked his head in Leona’s direction. With identical grins, the two men headed for the bed, where Leona lay writhing in the final throws of her orgasm. Her body was already glistening under a fine layer of sweat.
“Fuck, you two are beautiful,” she moaned, pushing a tangle of red hair off her forehead.
“Not as beautiful as you are,” Marco replied, kissing her breasts as George lowered his mouth to her swollen pussy.
Leona shouted in shock and pleasure as George licked her entire pussy with the flat of his tongue, flicking her clit with the tip as he finished. As George took Leona’s clit in his mouth, Marco straddled the woman, his wet head bobbing in front of her open mouth. Leona smiled at the invitation and brought Marco’s entire shaft deep into her mouth, running her tongue up and down its length. Marco moaned, gripping her hair and thrusting into her, the feeling of her warm, wet mouth directly on the delicate skin of his cock making him forget to be polite. Laughing at his enthusiasm, Leona gripped his hips to keep him from going too deep.
Leona’s vaguely registered the sound of a condom package opening and then, suddenly, George was deep inside her. She moaned around Marco’s cock, sucking frantically as George began to fuck her, his enormous shaft sending a shock wave through the entire length of her pussy. Without breaking his rhythm, George lifted Leona off the mattress. Gripping her by the thighs, he drilled into her, knowing the different angle would bring his cock flush with her sensitive upper wall.
Leona’s reaction was immediate. Her fingers dug into Marco’s skin as her body frantically hammered against George’s. Grinning at her reaction, George slammed into her, his strong legs working like pistons.
Marco, feeling his orgasm building, slid off Leona and went for a condom. As he rolled one on, he stood back to admire the way Leona’s full breasts bounced against her arching body with every hard thrust, and the slick, satisfying sound of her dripping pussy tightening around George’s thick, dark dick.
Eagerly, Marco rejoined the fray.
George pulled Leona into his lap, spreading her ass with his fingers as Marco positioned himself behind her. With one hand, Marco guided himself into the tight whorl of Leona’s anus, his other gripping her hip.
“Oh, Christ,” Leona whimpers. “Oh, fuck.”
“Good?” asked George, his strong hands massaging her ass cheeks as Marco eased his full, thick length into her.
“Fucking amazing,” Leona gasped as her eyes fluttered shut. As one, the two men began to thrust and she screamed at the double pleasure, her nails biting into George’s back. Marco’s hands gripped her hips hard as his fast, shallow thrusts stroked the hypersensitive nerves of her anus into a blinding frenzy of sensation. That alone would have undone her, but the way George furiously drove his massive cock along an inch of her pussy set her body on fire.
Feeling Leona about to come, George slapped her hard on the ass, surprising Marco and pushing her over the edge. Leona’s thighs pumped furiously as she drove herself frantically onto the two men. Her mind went blank and she howled, her head thrown back as her orgasm overwhelmed her completely.
Leona’s wild orgasm was too much for George and Marco and, one after the other, they drove themselves as deeply as possible into her tight, wet, spasming entrances, and let their orgasms overtake them. Leona’s howl faded into a whimpering moan as her orgasm ended and, exhausted, she collapsed between them.
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