by Cyan Tayse
Trailing my hand down her neck and over her soft mounds, I find that nipple I’d spotted straining against her top as soon as I saw her standing in the moonlight. She’s never looked more beautiful to me.
Pushing the fabric aside, I cup her breast in my hand, my thumb rubbing circles around her tightened bud, eliciting a moan from her. Letting my other hand run through her hair, I take hold, pulling gently, giving me access to her neck. Licking my way down to the rosy bud between my fingers, I take it in my mouth, my tongue flicking across the sensitive nub.
“Cara,” she utters my name on a sigh. Her back arches as she braces herself against the kitchen counter. I can’t stop myself, lowering to my knees, I kiss and lick my way down her body, my hands caressing her thighs as I gently coax them apart. When my fingers brush against her wet panties, I moan against her skin. Hooking my thumbs into the cotton fabric, I slowly ease them down her legs, my lips following. By the time I lick my way back up to her centre, she is shaking with need.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I whisper, before flattening my tongue and licking from entrance to clit. “And a natural red-head too, it would seem.”
A throaty chuckle bursts forth, making those delicious breasts of hers jiggle. What a sight!
“Like you didn’t already know,” she says, looking down at me from above.
“Well sure, I just didn’t know if the carpet matched the drapes.” Before she can come back with an answer, I dive back in, nipping at her clit.
“Fuck,” she hisses, throwing her head back as her hips jolt forward. Her hands tighten their hold on the counter as she grinds her pussy against my mouth, begging me to give her what she craves. Hearing her come undone under my touch, there’s no way I can deny her.
“Look at me while I fuck you with my tongue,” I say with another quick flick against her clit. When she turns her smouldering gaze on me, I can feel how much she wants this.
Plunging my tongue between her folds, I grip onto her ass, holding her in place. She tastes even sweeter than I imagined, and the tiny mewls she makes has me reaching between my own thighs, my fingers bringing me quickly to the edge of ecstasy.
Taking her sensitive nub between my lips, I gently suck, rubbing my tongue back and forth, while dipping a finger between her slick folds. She’s so wet.
With our eyes locked on each other, I draw my finger from inside her, and press it into my own soft flesh, intoxicated by the feel of our juices mingling. I moan against her clit, as I slide my hand up her stomach, towards her mouth. Without hesitation, her tongue darts out, licking our essence from my finger, sending a surge of heat to my core.
As she pulls me deep into her mouth, I increase the pressure of my tongue on her tightened bundle of nerves until she cries out.
“Oh my God, Cara! I’m gonna come!”
There is no sweeter sound than hearing those words fall from her lips. It’s enough to send me over, my orgasm rushing through me with an intensity so fierce I can barely move. Bri rocks her hips against my face, pushing my tongue deeper as she finds her release at the same time. I lap up her sweet nectar, drawing her nub between my lips until her breathing subsides.
Peering up at her, I’m greeted with a sexy just-fucked smile.
“God, that was… amazing,” she breathes.
With a mischievous grin, I cock my head to the side. “Who said we were done?”
Chapter Eighteen
Dan
Any guy in his right mind wouldn’t be able to step away from the scene that had just unfolded before my eyes. Feeling worked up, I’d decided to go for a run to cool off, only to stumble across the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life; Cara on her knees with an almost naked Brianna riding her face.
Unable to drag my eyes away from my very own private porn show, I’d gripped my cock in my fist, slowly pumping away in the shadows, hoping like hell they didn’t see me. Knowing it was only a matter of time before they turned their eyes my way made it that much hotter.
When Bri cried out, “I’m gonna come!” it was my undoing. My hips thrust into my clenched fist until I felt the familiar tightening before blowing my load into my balled-up tee. I’d had to bite my tongue to stop myself from crying out.
With my tee now scrunched in my hand, and my cock hanging limply, I still can’t seem to step away from the gap in the door. I’m transfixed by the two beauties before me.
Both coming down from their high, Cara grins up at Brianna, her face alight. They exchange a few words before she begins to kiss and lick back up Bri’s body, lingering on her perky breasts, and my cock instantly jumps to attention once more.
With her fingers pulling and kneading at the soft flesh, Cara continues kissing up Bri’s body, finishing with a long lick from the base of her throat to her ear. Bri gasps, her shoulders pulling up as she begins to giggle. It looks as though Cara is whispering in her ear, her emotions playing out on her face. Oh to be a fly on the wall so I could hear what crude things she is saying to make her blush like that.
And then, as if in slow motion, her eyes widen and simultaneously, they turn towards me, their eyes locking onto mine. Cara grins and wiggles her fingers in my direction while Brianna buries her face in her hands. I’m rooted to the spot like a deer in headlights, unsure whether to make a run for it or face the music as the perve I am.
“Uh…” I stutter. “Shit, sorry… I just…” I hook my thumb over my shoulder as if that somehow provides an adequate excuse for watching them make out. My fingers fly through my hair as I huff out a puff of breath resignedly. “That was fucking hot,” I admit.
“Thought you’d like that.” Cara grins, her eyes flickering with amusement.
“You knew I was watching?”
She nods, cupping her hand beside her mouth. “Yeah, not quite as stealthy as you thought. I’ve gotta say,” she shakes her head, “I’m a little disappointed. For a sportsman, you’re not very light on your feet.”
“I’ll try to be quieter next time.” I chuckle and Brianna groans behind her hands.
“I’m so embarrassed,” she hisses.
Ashamed that my presence has made her feel this way, I take a step into the room. “Bri, trust me, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. That was hot as hell.”
She peels her hands away from her face. “Really?”
“I wouldn’t be standing here with my dick in my hands if it wasn’t.”
“Oh.” A shy grin pulls at her lips and her blush deepens. Her eyes drop to the floor as Cara leans in, brushing her lips along her jawline and up to her ear. Bri draws the corner of her lip between her teeth, as she bobs her head in a small nod.
I don’t know whether to stay or leave them to it, but before I can make my mind up, Cara turns to me with a quirk of an eyebrow.
“What do ya say, cowboy? Feel like making a sandwich?”
Chapter Nineteen
Cara
Whoever said you can’t have your cake and eat it too was a knob end. Who wants to have a cake you can’t eat? I for one plan on devouring every little morsel I can. You never know when you’ll get an opportunity like this again. I’m not about to waste what could be the one and only time I get to be with Bri.
The fact that she is willing to give it a go too is beyond hot. That tiny nod of her head telling me she trusts me to look after her in what promises to be the hottest fucking sandwich in the history of sandwiches is enough to get my juices flowing. Even if Dan is standing there with his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
“You need me to clarify for ya, big boy?” I point a finger between the three of us making a triangle in the air. “You, me and Bri getting down and dirty. You game?”
“Holy fuck, you’re serious?”
“Well, yeah. Unless you’d rather go back to your room and take matters into your own hands while you listen to us some more.” I turn to Bri with amusement. “I mean, I’m totally fine with that scenario too.” And there it is; that sexy blush. “But I thought tha
t seeing as the two of you haven’t partaken in a threesome before, I may as well pop your ménage cherry. Ya know, because I’m giving like that.” I pull my hand into a fist and draw it into my chest, boyband style.
“Well when you put it that way...” He grins and gestures down to his tented shorts. “I mean, obviously, I’m in.”
Yes! I want to clap my hands and give a round of high fives, but I restrain myself, instead taking them both by the hand and leading the way to Dan’s room.
“So, ah, how does this work, exactly?” Bri asks as I close the door and shuck off my jeans.
“It’s all about what feels good, baby.” I wink and throw myself on the bed. They both stand there staring at me, I guess waiting for instructions. Patting the bed, I summon them to join me. “Seeing as this is your first rodeo, why don’t we start off slow?” I gently push Brianna until she is lying on her back, her eyes trained on me. Brushing soft kisses along her neck, I run my hand up from her waist until I reach those perfect fleshy mounds. With my finger and thumb, I pinch the puckered bud, my palm kneading her flesh as I lick a trail down to meet them.
Dan’s hands roam my body, gently exploring every curve as he licks and nips at the base of my neck, making me shiver. I moan, arching my back and pressing my ass into his hard cock.
When I feel the feather-soft touch of Brianna’s hand running up my arm, her fingertips brushing the side of my breast, my whole body tingles with anticipation. Rolling onto my back, I place her hand on me, showing her how to touch me just right, while my lips seek out Dan’s. With one hand gripping him firmly, sliding up and down his impressive length, my other slips down to Bri’s already soaking pussy. In some sort of kinky production line, I co-ordinate my fingers to slide in and out, back and forth, bringing them both to a frenzy.
Brianna’s nimble fingers seem to be getting the hang of things as she kneads and sucks at my breasts, tentatively making her way down my body, where Dan has taken up residence. His meaty fingers plunge deep into my core, matching me stroke for stroke.
When he withdraws from me and all I can feel is the hot breath of Brianna on my clit, I whimper, begging for more.
“I… I don’t know what to do…” she whispers.
“Here, let me show you.” Dan slides down my body, parting my legs. “Fuck,” he mutters as he takes in the groomed arrow pointing to the fun park.
Bringing my hands up behind my head so I can get a better angle on the two of them, I grin, shaking my ass side-to-side. “Ya like? I almost went for the vajazzle but thought an arrow pointing to the goods was really all that was needed.”
“I like it,” Bri says, her tongue darting out to lick around the edge, and I very nearly knock her out as my hips jolt upwards at the touch of her lips.
“Good,” Dan says, his voice husky. “Now do the same thing with your tongue, but do it here.” He traces a finger from the tip of the arrow straight down to my clit.
“Like this?” she whispers before diving in, her tongue flicking softly. I have wanted this for so long that I have to fight to keep my hips from thrusting against her face again.
“Mmmm.”
“Now try this.” He nudges her aside, plunging his tongue into my entrance, his thumb circling my clit a few times before he pulls away. “Your turn.” He shifts back onto the bed, crawling up towards my face as Brianna sinks her tongue into me, her excitement evident as she laps and sucks like a pro.
Taking Dan’s cock in my hand, I give it a few pumps before coaxing him to straddle my chest so I can take him in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he hisses, as I swirl my tongue around his swollen head. His hand finds the back of my head as he thrusts his hips, begging for my mouth.
“Steady there, cowboy, you don’t wanna blow your load before we even get started.” Securing one hand firmly around his length, I slowly pump as my lips slide around him, taking him to the back of my throat.
“Shit that feels good.”
“Umhmmmm,” I hum against him. It does feel fucking good. Brianna has mastered the art of cunnilingus, now adding her fingers into the mix and it’s getting harder to keep my lower half still. God, how I want to ride her face. The only thing that would make this hotter is if I could watch her at the same time. In fact, that’s a bloody fantastic idea.
I pull back, my lips slapping together with a pop as his cock bounces in front of me. “You know, you make a better door than a window.” I nod my head to the side, letting him know where I want him. He obeys, kneeling beside my head instead. I twist my body so that I can watch Brianna and still get a mouthful of Dan.
Locking eyes with Bri, the intensity of her lips on… well… mine, suddenly kicks up a notch and I know I’m close. My hips start moving of their own accord and she wraps her arms around my thighs, holding me still while she increases the pace, her head thrashing back and forth.
I can’t hold it back any longer, throwing my head back I cry out, “Fuck!” as she brings me to an overwhelming high. Her tongue relentlessly laps up every last drop until my body relaxes.
When she finally lifts her head, she wipes her mouth on the back of her hand. “Mmmm.”
“Are you sure you’re not a closet lesbian?” I ask with a grin.
“I think I could be persuaded…” Holy fucking shit! Did she just say what I think she did?
Chapter Twenty
Dan
Watching these two make eyes at each other reminds me that I’m the third wheel in this equation. Once again I’m left watching these two beauties with my dick in my hand, off to the side like some sort of creep. All I need is a moustache and those tinted aviators to have the full effect.
Part of me feels as though I should back out and leave them to it, but the other part of me, the one that isn’t looking forward to a case of blue balls, is really wanting to get to the finish line.
Cara’s tiny hand still grips my cock, pumping slowly while she eye-fucks Brianna. I’ve never done anything like this before, so I don’t know the correct etiquette, but I’m pretty sure blowing my load across her face while she’s locked in an eyegasm isn’t appropriate.
Eyegasm. The chuckle escapes my lips before I realise what I’m doing and both sets of eyes turn to mine.
“Something funny, Danny boy?” Cara smirks, amused by my faux pas.
I open my mouth to say something but her hand picks up the pace, and the words no longer seem important. Without batting an eye, she reaches down, cupping Brianna’s face in her palm. “Get your ass up here.”
With a giggle, Bri crawls seductively up the bed until she is lying alongside Cara, her fingers tracing circles over her luscious body while she nuzzles into the crook of her neck. She licks and nips her way up to Cara’s mouth until she can’t help but turn and smash their lips together. So fucking hot. I can’t take my eyes off them as their tongues war with each other.
I’m so close, my hips begin thrusting back and forth, matching her hand until she stops altogether, her warmth no longer surrounding me. Fuck!
“Don’t you just hate when you’re so close like that?” she asks with a wink and I have visions of tying her to the bed so I can finish the job. “Good thing I’m not done with you yet, huh?” She rolls so that she is on all fours, backing her tight ass up to me while she shuffles Bri further up the bed.
With a devilish grin over her shoulder, she raises an eyebrow. “Well? What are you waiting for?” She wiggles her ass in the air then lowers her face to Brianna’s glistening pussy, giving me the perfect view. I don’t need any more encouragement.
Placing my hand on her firm flesh, I tease my cock up and down her folds before plunging into her. Goddamn!
“So fucking tight,” I mutter as my hips mimic a jackhammer, pounding into her in a steady rhythm. Reaching forward, I cup her breasts in my hands, kneading the delectable mounds with my palms.
When I pinch her nipples, she moans into Bri’s pussy, causing her to rock her hips up on a whimper.
“That’s it, righ
t there,” she moans, her fingers tangling in Cara’s hair as she rides her face. With her lip pulled between her teeth and her red hair splayed across the pillow as she thrashes about, I can tell she is close.
With renewed determination, I snake my hand between Cara’s thighs, finding the sensitive nub. Using my thumb, I tease circles first slow and then fast. Her walls start to shudder, milking me until I can’t see straight. With a roar, I ram my hips into her, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing around the room, until like a deck of cards, we reach our highs one-by-one and then collapse into a heap.
“Best. Fucking. Sandwich. Ever.”
Chapter Twenty-one
Bri
When I peel my eyes open to see that it wasn’t all a dream and Cara is in fact curled into me, her soft breath brushing lightly against my neck, I can’t help but smile at the memories of what we did last night.
Taking advantage of her sleeping so peacefully, I let my eyes drift over her body, taking in every beautiful curve. The same curves I kissed and licked as we pleasured each other through the night. Those soft breasts that pressed against me as our tongues lazily explored. And that goddamn arrow that pointed to her most sensitive spot.
Just thinking about everything we did has me panting, and my core throbbing. I have to press my thighs together to give myself some release, even if it’s only brief.
“You know, if you keep squirming like that, I’m going to have to perform a mathematical equation on you.” Cara grins up at me with a waggle of her eyebrows.
“I’m not sure I know what you mean,” I say on a breath, biting my lip.
“Well, when a girl and a girl love each other very much…” she starts and her gaze turns heated.
