by Paige Tyler
Abruptly remembering Hayes, she turned her attention back to him and his now erect cock. She had a lot to show her appreciation for. Which reminded her. She hadn't thanked him.
She looked up at him. “That boffing you gave me was spectacular.”
He grinned and weaved his fingers tighter in her hair to move her into the perfect position so his cock could slide in her mouth. “If you enjoyed that, just wait to see what we have planned for you next.”
If whatever they had planned for her next was any better than what she'd just experienced, she wasn't likely to survive. She would have told him that if her mouth hadn’t been full. But since she couldn't speak, she let her tongue do the taking, wiggling it back and forth over the head of his shaft like it was an ice cream cone. She was surprised how fast he’d gotten hard.
Though not nearly as surprised as she was when Reed slid his big cock into her. With the added lube, he plunged all the way into her in one smooth motion.
It felt so incredible it literally took her breath away. She held still, waiting for him to thrust, but he didn't move. He only pressed his cock in deep and held himself there. Her hips startled wiggling of their own accord. That was when she realized Reed wasn’t holding on to her hips. In fact, he wasn’t holding on to her at all. He was keeping her impaled with nothing more than the sheer presence of his cock.
She undulated her hips more, bucking against him a little bit at a time. Even that subtle movement was unbelievably satisfying. She was so full she felt tingles of pleasure surge through her every time she moved. Could he really make her come just by standing there and not even thrusting?
Before she could find out, he started to move. He did it so slowly at first she thought it was her imagination, but then she felt his hips break contact with her ass and she knew she'd been right. He was pumping in and out.
“Does that feel okay?” he asked.
She moaned a reply around Hayes’s cock.
“Do you want me to fuck you harder?”
She moaned again, this time louder.
Reed grabbed her hips in both hands. “Are you ready, babe?”
She bobbed her head up and down wildly on Hayes’s cock.
Reed thrust forward at the same time she shoved back. Cilla let out a sound that was half moan, half sigh and all pleasure. One thrust and she was almost done in. A few more and she would truly lose her mind.
She tried to keeping licking Hayes, she really did, but it simply wasn't possible. Reed's cock had started her pussy spasming, and it wouldn't stop. It wasn't quite an orgasm yet, just one long, continuous contraction, as if her pussy lips were squeezing down, trying desperately to hold onto him and not let him go.
Her climax was coming, though, as deliberate and steady as the thrusting of Reed's cock.
And then, when she thought maybe this orgasm truly would be the one to ruin her for life, Reed stopped and pulled out. Cilla gasped, shocked. She half turned to look over her shoulder at him, ready to beg him to slide back in. Pride had no place in this—she needed his cock like she needed air.
But Reed’s attention was focused on Hayes. “I think she's ready now, don't you?”
She was still trying to figure out what Reed was talking about when Hayes laid back. He pulled her off his lap and dragged her onto his chest. Before she could get her head into gear, Hayes slid his cock in her pussy.
Cilla stiffened. She might be out of it, but not enough to risk having unprotected sex—that part of her mind was clear as glass. Before she even saw the edge of the rubber around the base of his shaft, though, she felt it. When the hell had he gotten another condom on?
She opened her mouth to ask, but all that came out was a sigh as Hayes grasped her ass. She assumed he was about to get a good grip on her cheeks so he could fuck her until she felt a finger teasing her anus. At any other time she would have loved it, but she was a woman in need of a once-in-a-lifetime fucking, not anal fingering.
Then everything snapped into place and started to make sense. Hayes had said he had dibs on her pussy while Reed had spent the entire evening completely obsessing over her ass. He was the one gently sliding his big finger deep inside her ass, not Hayes.
Did this mean Reed had called dibs on her ass?
Her cuffed hands were resting on Hayes's chest, which made it hard to turn around, but she did a damn good impression of Linda Blair and pinned Reed with her eyes.
“Whoa there, big boy. If you're thinking of doing what I think you're doing, you can just forget about it. There is absolutely no way your cock is going to fit in my ass.”
She remember thinking she’d wanted Reed in her ass earlier, but that was before she saw he had a tree branch for a penis.
Reed’s finger stilled, but he didn’t pull it out of her bottom. Her traitorous body immediately rebelled. What he was doing had actually felt really nice.
But his finger was one thing. A cock the size of Reed's was another. This was definitely a case of square peg and round hole.
Reed regarded her with those smoldering eyes of his as if he were trying to read her mind. He slowly moved his finger in her ass again. Cilla let out a sigh. God, that felt good. The man certainly knew his way around a woman’s derriere.
“If you don’t want me to slide in your ass, I won’t,” he said softly. “But let me ask you something first. Have Hayes or I done anything tonight that you haven't thoroughly enjoyed?”
She didn’t even have to think before she answered. “Of course you haven't. I've loved every second of this evening.”
Reed wiggled his finger a little faster. Her hips rotated in time with the motion—completely against her will. It didn't help that her undulations made her gyrate on Hayes's cock. That was almost unfair.
“And have we been anything but gentle, even while we've spanked you, strapped you, cuffed your wrists, cuffed your ankles and generally had our way with you?” Reed continued.
“No.”
The word came on a sigh as Reed slid a second finger in her ass. Even though his two fingers were as big as some men's cocks, he was so smooth and adept, she barely felt the difference.
“And did you feel the slightest bit of pain at any point? That wasn’t pleasurable, I mean?”
That last part was the necessary qualifier. The spanking and strapping he’d given her afterward had made her ass feel like it was on fire. But in all honesty, the pleasure she’d received had far exceeded the discomfort.
She gazed into Reed's eyes. They were the deepest and softest honey brown she’d ever seen. They were filled with desire for certain, but there was concern in them as well.
She turned back around to look at Hayes. He’d stopped massaging her cheeks the second she’d balked at what Reed was planning. Now he nodded at her and squeezed her bottom, making her anus tighten around Reed’s finger. This was probably the most attention her ass had ever received at one time. It felt amazing. It also made it hard to think.
“Cilla?” Reed prompted.
She looked at him over her shoulder. “I've loved everything the two of you have done to me tonight. It's been amazing, Unforgettable even.”
“Then what makes you thing that you won't enjoy what I'm about to do next?”
The combination of Hayes’s hands on her ass and Reed’s finger inside it were too distracting to answer right away, and she had to force herself to focus. “But your cock is so…”
“Big?” he finished for her. His mouth quirked. “Just because I have a big cock doesn't mean it has to hurt. The secret is being slow and careful, two things I'm very good at. Of course, proper preparation is key as well. You have to work the lube in and relax the muscles.”
As if to demonstrate, Reed moved his fingers again. She was surprised at how relaxed she was. She supposed that supported Reed's assertions.
“You really should give it a go,” Hayes said from under her. “Reed’s not exactly a newbie at this. He knows what he's doing. I think you'd enjoy the hell out of it.”
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nbsp; Easy for Hayes to say. He wasn’t the one Reed wanted to shove his big erection in. She loved Reed's fingers in her bottom, but the math just didn't seem to work out beyond that. Even with a gallon of lube and hours of stretching, there was no way his monster cock would fit in her ass, no matter how slow and careful he was.
“Just because you can get two fingers in there doesn't mean your cock will fit,” she insisted.
“Three,” Reed said.
Cilla opened her mouth to move on to her next logical point when Reed's words sunk in. “What?”
“Three,” Reed repeated. “As in I have three of my very big fingers sliding in and out of your bottom right now.”
She frowned as she tried to get a sense for what was happening back there. She hadn’t felt him slip another finger in her. Wouldn't she have felt that?
“Are you sure?” she asked, stalling for time as she clenched her muscles around him in an effort to feel each individual finger.
Both men laughed.
“I'm sure,” Reed said. “I may be a cop instead of an accountant, but I can count to three. And stop tightening up like that. You're supposed to be relaxing.”
Cilla forced herself to relax, but it was difficult. She tried to imagine how big three of Reed's fingers would be. That thought alone was a little intimidating. But as he continued to add more lube and massage her opening, she found herself melting against Hayes's chest. He lifted his hips to meet hers, squeezing her cheeks at the same time.
She bit her lip to stifle a moan. She should put her foot down—metaphorically, at least—and tell Reed her ass was off limits. But she couldn't. What he was doing felt too damn good. What they were both doing felt too good.
“Well?” Hayes asked.
Cilla lifted her head from his chest to find him gazing up at her with an almost pleading look in his hazel green eyes. How the hell could she say no when he looked at her like that? Maybe he was right. Maybe she would enjoy it. He and Reed had been right about everything else they’d done to her.
“Okay,” she said softly. She glanced over her should at Reed. “But you have to stop the second it's too much for me.”
He bent and pressed a kiss to the small of her back. “Of course. I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
Hayes turned her face toward him with a single finger and kissed her hard. “You made the right decision. You’re never going to forget this.”
Chapter Four
Cilla was going to make a snide comment about people rarely ever forgetting traumatic events, either, and that this had better not be one of those, but Reed's strong hands on her ass silenced her. Both men had been nothing but tender with her since they started this. A comment like that would have been insulting.
It was obvious the two of them had done this before. There was no clumsy fumbling around trying to figure out where to put knees or hands. Reed simply cozied up to her ass and positioned the head of his cock at the opening. She tensed, unable to help herself.
Reed stilled, but didn’t pull away. He glided his hands up her back to massage her shoulders.
“Relax,” he whispered. “I’ll go at your pace. When you're ready, okay?”
“Okay.” She looked at Hayes. “Kiss me.”
He grinned. “Yes, ma'am.”
Wrapping his hand in her hair, he pulled her down and nibbled on her lower lip. She lost herself in the feel of Hayes’s mouth on hers as his cock moved in her pussy. It wasn't difficult—Hayes was a spectacular lay all by himself.
But while Hayes was distracting, it was impossible to ignore Reed and what he was doing. True to his word, he took his time. She knew a lot of guys who’d get impatient and push harder. Not Reed. The man had the self-control of a machine.
The feel of his cock working its way into her ass wasn’t uncomfortable. On the contrary, the way it throbbed against her opening was enough to make her moan against Hayes mouth. It was hard not to relax trapped between their big, strong bodies like she was. She could already feel her ass inviting him in. This just might work.
After what was probably ten minutes of trying, she realized it wasn't. Sure, it felt great, and she was relaxed, but while the head of his cock was now snuggly sitting inside the opening of her anus, it didn't seem like he was going to go any deeper no matter how much she wanted him to.
She shook her head. “I’m sorry, Reed. I tried, I really did. But your big guy just isn't going to fit.”
He chuckled. “Oh ye of little faith. My cock is already halfway in.”
Spinning around to look at him was beyond impossible trapped and cuffed between two big hunks, but she managed to crane her neck to give him an incredulous look. “No way! You’re kidding me?”
“No, I'm not. And before you ask, yes, I'm sure. Trust me, I think I know where my cock is. But since you didn’t know how far in I am, I guess that means it doesn't hurt.”
Cilla chewed on her lower lip as she focused on Reed’s cock. Could he possibly have gotten that big fella in her without any pain at all? It seemed incredible, but she felt it now—a fullness deep in her ass. It felt…great. Better than great. Her anus was buzzing with excitement. How had she missed it?
The answer was plain and simple. Reed had entered her so slowly that her body had adapted to his large size.
She smiled. “It doesn't hurt at all. I can't believe it.”
Hayes laughed. “I told you he was pretty good at this.”
Cilla couldn't help giggling. She felt as giddy as if she’d just won a prize at the county fair. “What now?”
She had no doubt she could take all of him now, and that knowledge turned her on like crazy.
“Now,” Reed said in answer to her question. “I take my time and work my cock a little deeper.”
While he entered her inch by glorious inch, Hayes rocked her on his cock again. It felt delicious, but now that she’d taken half Reed’s erection in her ass without complaint, she wanted the rest—immediately.
“You don't have to go so slowly,” she said. “I'm ready for more.”
“You are, are you?”
He sounded dubious, as if he didn’t quite believe her. Wanting to show him exactly how ready she was, she planted her hands on Hayes's chest and shoved back against Reed's cock.
The move clearly caught him by surprise. He sucked in a breath as her ass engulfed him all the way to the base of his cock. Cilla barely heard the sound over her own gasp. Okay, maybe that hadn't been such a bright idea. There was definitely some discomfort now.
But just as quickly, it was gone. Then something amazing started to happen. She'd had guys in her ass before, but it had never, ever felt like this. It wasn't just the sensation of being full, it was the overwhelming tingle that spread from there to her entire body. She wasn't sure if she’d call it orgasmic, but it was more powerful than anything else she'd ever experienced. She stifled a sob.
Reed must have mistaken her sound of pleasure for pain. “Oh God, are you okay?”
She nodded quickly, afraid he might pull out. “Yes! I'm sorry I moved like that, but I couldn't wait. It feels unbelievable. Please don't make me wait any more. Fuck me, Reed.”
Hayes’s mouth twitched. “I think it's time we gave the woman what she's asking for, partner.”
Reed didn't answer. He simply grabbed her hips with those big hands and pulled her ass back against him. He took it slowly at first, but then once he saw she really was in heaven, he picked up the pace.
Although the word heaven might be an understatement. Her ass felt like it was being pleasured with a vibrator made by the gods. It didn't just feel good. It was beyond that. Beyond any word she could think of at the moment to describe the ecstasy she was in. It only got that much more intense when Hayes pumped into her, too. She was going to explode, she was sure of it. No woman could survive this much stimulation. Her pussy and ass clenched around them, grabbing hold of their cocks in an attempt to slow down the rush of sensations that had suddenly gone from deep body tingles to full-out l
ightning strikes. It didn’t work. The electricity-like sparks only got stronger as Hayes and Reed thrust into her. She was pulled, tugged and taken by strong hands, fucked better and more thoroughly than she’d ever been in her life. She kissed, moaned, sobbed and screamed, begging for more, but wondering if she would lose her mind if she got her wish.
When she came, it wasn’t the mind-blowing orgasms that Hayes had given her earlier. Those had shaken her whole body, but still left her intact. These orgasms ripped through her, leaving her weak and ravished in their wake, and she prayed they would never end.
She wasn't aware of the two men coming—she was way too far gone for that. Afterward, Reed lay draped over her, his muscular chest heaving from the exertion. Beneath her, Hayes’s breathing was just as ragged.
In an almost out of body experience, Cilla felt Hayes and Reed carefully setting her on the bed, then collapse beside her. She curved into their warmth, not wanting to let go of it. From there, she might have slept. She wasn't sure.
When she opened her eyes again, she was on her back, both men propped up on their elbows to either side of her, tracing their fingers back and forth across her breasts and stomach. Their naked bodies felt nice curled up close to hers.
Hayes smiled down at her. “Welcome back, sweetheart.”
She opened her mouth to reply, but the words wouldn't come out. Her throat felt raw. Then again, she'd been screaming a lot. She was going to have some really pissed off neighbors tomorrow.
“What time is it?” she whispered.
Hayes looked over his shoulder at the clock beside the bed. “Almost five-forty-five.”
She frowned, trying to analyze that. The number didn't make sense. They'd gotten to her place before one-thirty. “How long was I asleep?”
Reed traced his big finger across her nipple, sending a shiver through her. “Just a few minutes. Probably less than ten.”
More information to digest. The obvious answer didn't seem possible. “We were going at it for four hours?”
Hayes chuckled. “You know what they say—time flies when you're having fun.”
