Now, it was up to Jack to either live in self-pity or be a man and accept her love.
Trace had every reason to be leery of relationships. My God. His life had been full of rejection and disappointment, but not Jack’s, though maybe she didn’t have all the facts.
She pulled into her drive and cut the engine. Sometimes life sucked, and you had to move on.
She got out of the car and stopped, finally coming to a conclusion that she was going to fight for her men.
Lights from two car interiors shone off to the side. She swiveled around. Two tall men silhouetted by the moon strode toward her. She’d recognize them anywhere.
“Jack? Trace? What are you doing here?” Her body thrummed. Her pussy exploded with joy, her heart beat erratically, and her stomach soured. She wasn’t sure she could handle an intense confrontation. If they were here just to hug her good-bye, she’d break down and make a fool of herself.
Both came near, and the porch light reflected off their smiles. They were happy? The unexpected change weakened every muscle.
“We’ve reconsidered your offer,” Jack said.
She didn’t want to jump to any conclusions, but acting flip was easier to deal with. “If you plan of having a three-way on the lawn, I’ve got to tell you, a cop lives next door and we’ll all be arrested before anyone of us can climax.” She laughed, but from their hooded eyes, they had something else in mind.
“We’d like to come in.” Trace stood an inch from her face.
She was tempted to kiss him, take off his clothes right there and do him, but for the neighbors’ sake, she’d ask them in.
“Sure.”
When they followed her in, something jingled inside the bags they were carrying.
Let them talk.
“Beer?” she asked, wanting to stay on safe grounds.
“No. We have something better.”
Jake approached. “I think you offered something this afternoon that I stupidly turned down. Trace talked some sense into me. Does the deal still stand?”
He acted confident, but from the small tremor in those last few words, he was holding his breath, waiting for a yes. Given what he’d put her through tonight, she should make him suffer.
“I’m not sure anymore.” His chest caved. Good. He cared, which is all she really wanted to know.
Trace moved in closer. “What about me?”
“You left without a word. I think both of you should be punished.”
Jack held up his hands. “Don’t even think it.”
“Why not? I loved getting spanked. While I can’t exactly bend you over my knee, I can come up with creative ways to punish you. A spanking would be the most pleasant, let me assure you.” She planted a hand on her hip. “You game?”
Both men exchanged glances and dropped trou. Their cocks were already erect. They took off their boots and socks, too.
“Might as well go all the way.” She’d gotten this far with her demands.
In a flash, they both stood before her, naked and wanting. Her pussy melted, causing juices to drip onto her panties. Her tits tingled, remembering what they did to her.
Jack cupped his balls. “I’ve thought about you ever since I read your note. Hell, ever since I first saw you again. I was a fool. I’ll take anything you’re willing to give me.”
His sad eyes made her want to throw herself at him, but she had to refrain until after the punishment.
Trace picked up both paper bags. “I think we’d be more comfortable in the bedroom.”
Conventional was not their usual style, but she’d go with it. “You know the way.”
He didn’t blink but strode down the hall with Jack following. She loved how their tight asses barely moved as they glided away from her. She followed, the sexy movements making her throat go dry.
When she walked into the room, she laughed. Hands on the bed, they had their asses facing her. “I’m glad to see you’re going to take your punishment like men.”
Jack craned his neck and looked back at her, a big grin on his face. “Oh, darlin’, you have no idea how much we’re going to enjoy punishment day.”
Day? She edged next to them and slapped Jack on the ass. Her palm stung, but he didn’t move an inch.
“That all you got, darlin’?”
He was inciting her. She raised her hand higher and came down harder. The slap barely made a sound.
“Ooh. That hurt so much. Do it again.”
His cocky attitude pissed her off. She let it loose and was rewarded with an “Ooof.”
She stepped to the other side of Jack. “Move over so I can get between you.” She doubted her left hand would give much of a wallop to Trace’s cute ass.
Three strikes later, she was convinced she suffered more than they did. Their butts were only slightly pink.
“I thought you were going to spank us, sugar.”
“Fuck you.” Yes, he was teasing her, but it got her juices going. This time she slammed her hand against his ass the best she could. His rear turned a bit redder. “Does that feel good?”
Trace rolled over and she could have sworn his cock was more rigid. “Real good. I can see why you liked to be punished. The heat and the throbbing is all good.”
The glint in their eyes told her this was going to be an evening to remember. Jack approached her from one side, Trace the other. They took her shoes off first, then her jeans. Surprisingly, they left her lace panties on. After they divested her of her shirt, Jack lowered the straps of her bra so that her nipples were almost exposed. The new look made her feel sexy.
“We know how much you loved being tied up before, so we brought some rope. It’s not velvet, but it’s still soft.” Jack dangled a rope in front of her. It looked new, but not as soft as cloth.
She’d been about to say no until she remembered how amazing it felt to have these men do wicked things to her body. They’d be gentle too. “Wait. How will be able to get my panties off if you tie my legs wide open. I just bought these.” She stuck out her bottom lip. No way did she want them to rip them off her.
Trace moved to within an inch of her body. “If you want us to see your wet pussy so soon, we’ll oblige. He dragged his thumbs down her hips and caught the material. When her panties were halfway down her thighs, he knelt in front of her and separated her pussy lips with his tongue.
She grabbed his shoulders and huffed out a breath. “God, that is so good. Don’t stop.”
He didn’t, but he seemed to go out of his way to avoid touching her in her most sensitive spot. This experience was going to be one of need and desire. They both had a knack of knowing just when she was about to come then stopping at the absolute wrong time.
Trace squeezed her ass under her panties before pulling away. He looked up and smiled. “I wanted to let you know you are in for a long night of incredible stimulation.”
“I hope you let me do the same torture to you.”
“We’ll see.”
He slipped off her panties, picked her up, and gently dropped her on the bed. Jack must have taken the break to gather a few towels from her closet, for he carefully wrapped her ankles. She watched for a moment before Trace pulled out a sleep mask.
“I think it’s more intense when you can’t see.”
She’d been through that before, but this time, they had her full trust. “I admit, the unknown made it interesting.”
If her pussy wasn’t already wet from Trace’s licking, it sure was now. He placed the mask over her eyes, and her senses heightened.
With her feet spread wide and her hands over her head, she relaxed for a better experience than climbing the highest mountain.
She heard what sounded like the top of a jar being screwed off. “What’s that?”
“You’ll see.” His large hand rubbed the cream, first on top of her bare mound, then on the inside.
“Oh. It’s cold.”
“I’ll become warm really fast.”
“What does it do?” She couldn�
�t imagine why they’d like to eat through cream, unless it was edible.
“You’ll find out soon enough, but if you believe the packaging, it’s supposed to make your sweet little cunt even more sensitive to our touch.”
Sparks of need clenched her pussy as the cream heated her flesh. “I’m already over-the-top sensitive. This will drive me crazy.”
“Just as we planned. But we’re not done yet.”
She could always tell which man was where from his scent. Jack smelled of leather and sunshine whereas Trace seemed to favor the sandalwood colognes. Trace leaned over her breasts. His breath caressed her skin. He gently suckled one nipple.
Then the cream turned hot between her legs and her need intensified. “Jack, I think it’s time to touch me. I’m so wet. I need your fingers or your cock, or whatever you’re willing to give me.”
“Darlin’, we’re going to hold out as long as we can. This might take hours.”
She didn’t think she could last more than a few minutes.
Trace nipped the crest of her nipple. “I want to get them ready for some intense stimulation.”
“Can’t you see how they’re hard already?” She might not be able to see them standing up, but she sure could feel the tips pointing upward.
“This might pinch a bit, but the reward will be worth it.”
Pinch?
She could have sworn he clipped on clothespins. The pressure took her breath away, but a moment later, the tightness turned to pleasure. “That’s good.”
“Sugar, I haven’t started. Jack, why don’t you work some of that cream inside her pussy again? We want her desperate, needy, and very wanting.”
“Yes.” She shouldn’t have egged them on, but at least she’d get something to soothe the building intensity.
An electric current shot through each nipple, and the pulse raced down the sides of her tits and tickled her tummy. The unexpected shock took her breath away. “What was that?”
Trace ran his hands down her arms. “Easy there. Does it feel good? That’s all that matters.”
She inhaled and let the jolts reach her sopping wet pussy. “Yes.”
“Then hold on.” He must have dialed up the voltage, for quick blasts pumped across her nipples, causing her back to arch.
“Dear God. I don’t think I can handle any more.”
Jack must have sensed the urgency in her tone, for he nudged her opening with something hard. It wasn’t flesh. More like glass.
“Darlin’, this is just to take the edge off your excitement.”
Edge? My God, the dildo he’d placed down there was huge. He pushed it in higher and she knew she had to have it all the way inside it. Then the unimaginable happened. The glasslike object began to turn, twist, and pump as if it had become possessed.
More shocks coursed across her nipples. Now the arching electric currents reached her back. They’d turned her on, all right. She probably was glowing from the power.
“Last level, sugar.” Trace must have been grinning from his light tone. Bastard.
She jerked from the increase. She’d never had anything like this done to her. Jack’s hand rubbed her feet and Trace massaged her face. It was all too much.
Then the noise, the vibrations, and the touching stopped.
“What happened?”
“We didn’t want you to come too soon.”
“Too late, I think I climaxed about ten times all ready, but I have more in me.”
She expected to be completely exhausted. Instead, everything they did energized her, almost as if she could go all night.
Trace removed the titty “torture” device, and Jack pulled the plug between her thighs. Her body still vibrated from the residual current. The mask disappeared, and both men hovered over her, smiling. Next they removed her restraints.
Still grinning, Trace rolled her over and pulled her up to her elbows and knees.
“You weren’t supposed to come. If you came ten times, we’ll have to punish you ten times longer than we planned. Jack, get out the whip.”
“I don’t think so, guys.”
“This is only for a last resort, darlin’. Trace?”
The first slap stung. No womanly hits for them. Jack got in the fray, too. They alternated for what seemed like a full minute. The heat turned from pain to passion, and soon her clit throbbed so much, she was sure she was dripping pussy juice on the bed.
“Uncle.”
They stopped. “Uncle?”
She rolled over. “Uncle. You know, where I say you have to stop. I have to fuck you right now or I’ll lose my mind. You could ask me for my money, my life, anything, and I’d agree to it.”
Jack chuckled. “Now that’s what I’m talking about. I’ll fuck your bottom until you scream. Trace can be the front man, then we’ll switch.”
“No.”
“No?” they said in unison.
“I want to make love to both of you at the same time.”
Jack grinned. “Are you saying you want me to be in your puckered hole while you’re fucking Trace?”
The idea of it was so forbidden that her pussy got wet thinking about it. “Yes.”
“Well, I happen to have some lube with me.” He grinned. “I’ve been wanting to wedge into that tight little ring ever since we were in the tent.”
Her chest caved as her breath whooshed out. “Me too.”
“We’re going to take our time with you to make this the most amazing experience for all of us.”
Her dry mouth couldn’t even form the words. She merely nodded.
Jack planted his hands on her hips and squeezed. “You know you changed my life, darlin’.”
Her heart nearly stopped. She wanted to ask him how, but now was so not the time for discussion. His palms slid down her bottom, and he nudged her knees wider, forcing her to scoot lower. The scraping of metal on glass alerted her to a jar opening. Jack smeared cool, thick lube on her puckered anus, slowly working in a finger.
“Oh.” She wiggled her butt to help ease the penetration.
“Easy, there.” Jack withdrew his finger, then pressed it in again, clearly wanting to smooth the way for his large cock.
Trace cupped her face, and she refocused her attention on him. “You’ve got to relax and trust us. Jack’s going to get you ready from behind while I get your delicious pussy all hot and bothered.” He lifted her shoulders until she was kneeling in front of him, her lips inches from his.
He trailed kisses down her throat, and her body went limp from the joy of having him take such care. She jumped when Jack eased in a second finger between her cheeks and stroked her.
“That’s it. Feel the pressure and embrace it.”
His warm voice soothed her as his fingers stretched further her rings of flesh. Erotic pulses filled her body. She wanted Jack. She wanted Trace. All three together would be amazing.
“Please. Jack. No more waiting.”
“Intimacy is the cornerstone to loving. Be patient.” As his two fingers continued to massage her, he lifted her hair off her back and kissed her neck.
The caresses made her moan, and his gentle touch helped relax her muscles. “I like that.” Okay, she more than liked that, but the words were too hard to form.
Seemingly encouraged by her comment, Jack dragged a tongue under her ear, right over her sensitive spot, and she pressed her bottom downward to take in more of his exploring fingers.
Trace also continued his sensual assault. He slanted his lips over hers and devoured her mouth. After what seemed too short a time, he moved his lips down her throat and over to one breast. She sucked in a breath. The tips were extra sensitive after they’d put those clips on her. He sucked harder, causing sparks of need to course through her.
Joy spread to every cell in her body. She had to feel his skin on hers and wanted him to experience the erotic pleasure with her. She touched his hard cock. From his intake of breath, he too was close to climaxing.
“You need to be careful the
re, Diana. You don’t need me to explode before you’re ready.”
He called her by her name. She wasn’t just a darlin’ or a sugar to him. That meant more to her than anything. “I’m ready.” Boy, was she ever. Her pussy was mega-wet and pulsating with every suck of his lips.
Jack must have noticed her preoccupation with what Jack was doing. He ran his hand over her head, and then along the side of her face, cupping her chin. “I want this to be perfect. I want you to want me.”
The desperation in his voice tore at her. “I do want you. I love you both.”
Trace moved to the other breast and dipped a finger between her legs. The nerve endings fired in her whole body. “I don’t know how long I can last.”
“You sure you’re ready?”
“Yes.”
Trace lay on the bed and pulled her on top of him, his rigid cock between them. He ran his hands down her back and squeezed her rear end. Kneading the flesh, he opened her wide.
“Ride me.”
He didn’t have to ask twice. Diana lifted up and grabbed his cock. She gave a few pumps just to see his breath catch and to connect with him on a different level.
“I told you before, you’re playing with fire there.”
“I know.” A laugh bubbled up at the love in his eyes.
She opened wide and slid down on him. Her eager channel was slick with her juices, but when he lifted his hips, his cock seemed to expand. He gently rubbed her hips, but from the pressure of his hands, he wanted her to stay put.
“Lean forward on your elbows so Jack can have you too.” With that, he pressed upward, tilting her into position.
At the same time she pressed her chest close to Trace’s and widened her legs. “I want you, Jack.”
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear those words.”
He nudged the tight, muscled ring open with his cock and moved in an inch. The feeling of being filled overwhelmed her.
A quick flash of panic tore at her. “You both can’t fit. I know those sex toys could be in there together, but you two are way bigger.”
Jack rubbed her back with a slow swirling motion. “Don’t worry, we’ll be just fine. Relax and get used to me.”
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