by Diane Leyne
But their interlude was all too short as this time it was Doc who did the interrupting. He started to protest, but before he could get his rant going, Jules interrupted.
“Guys. Guys? Guys! Stop the bickering. Stop it and listen to me for a second!”
* * * *
Jules wasn’t quite sure what to do. Quin and Blake were fighting. It had started as bickering over whose turn it was to kiss her and then they were shoving each other and now they were rolling around on the ground and not listening to a word she said. She felt a surge of love and impatience. Love. Dammit. She did love them both and she was going to do it. She was going to stiffen her backbone and resolve and all the other metaphors and do it. She was going to ask them, no she was going to tell them that she wanted them both.
Stomping to the cabin, she grabbed the bucket by the door and refilled it. Then she walked down to the two idiots rolling on the ground and doused them.
Sputtering, they pulled apart, sitting on the ground, their hair mussed, the neckline of Quin’s T-shirt torn, Doc’s shirttail pulled from his pants and a smudge of dirt on his face.
“Stop it, both of you. Dammit. You two are grown-ass men and you are rolling around on the ground like a couple of dogs fighting over a bone.”
“Well, that’s not exactly correct,” Quin started. “We’re the ones with the bones and they are both…Ow! Why’d you do that?” He rubbed the arm that Doc had punched.
“Because announcing we both have boners for her is not exactly a smooth move, Quin. Not at all.”
“Like she doesn’t know. Hell, I don’t know what you’ve been doing with her on your dates, but I’ve been fucking her brains out.”
With that declaration, Blake launched himself at Quin again, who laughed and tried to roll on top of the doctor. Shaking her head, Jules stomped over to her horse. Untying it, she had a brainstorm. She untied all three horses and then mounted.
Walking the horses over to where the men were, she realized Quin now had Doc bent over in a headlock, and both their backs were to her as they struggled ever closer to the bank of the river. Nudging Lucky into position, she urged his head down and then, splash! Both men tumbled into the cold stream.
Sputtering, they sat up. The water was only waist deep, but it flowed down from the hills and she knew it was almost as cold as her swimming pond.
“Look, I wanted to talk and maybe negotiate, but it looks like the two of you just want to fight. So I’m laying down the law. I like you both. A lot. I want to keep seeing both of you, but well, I’m not sure how to say this.” Jules paused as she realized she was blushing. “I want see you both, well, together.”
“You are, aren’t you? You saw me one night and him the next,” said Doc.
Quin punched him in the shoulder and they both went down again as Doc tackled him. Jules sighed. “That’s not what she means, dumbass. I think she wants to try a ménage.”
Doc stopped and looked up at her just as Quin turned and they both went down again in another impressive splash.
“You do?”
“Yes. Yes, I do.”
“And if we aren’t interested or it doesn’t work out?”
“Then we go on as we’ve been going for as long as things last. But there’s only so many hours in the day and days in the week. I have a job in the evenings and it has only been a week and I’m tired of going back and forth between the two of you. I like you both and I don’t want to have to choose. So I’m suggesting that the three of us give this a try, at least once. If it doesn’t work, we can go back the way things were, but I’d really like to try it this way. I know you two don’t really know each other, and it may be a bit awkward, but that’s what I want.”
Jules felt the heat on her cheeks as the two of them looked at her like she was a feast and they were starving men. As they took a step toward her, she urged Lucky backward, not sure that she liked the broad grins on both men’s faces. Swallowing hard, she started to wonder if she’d made a mistake when she saw the predatory gleams in their eyes and the matching erections straining against their pants.
“If that’s what you want, I’m in. Doc?” She watched him as he turned to Blake inquiringly.
“Me, too. We just have to work out the logistics.”
Together, they walked toward the bank of the river.
“Look. You two work the details out between yourselves. I’ll be at the pond. Guys, I am sure you both know the way.”
Then she turned and galloped off, leading their two horses after her, her heart pounding harder than the sound of Lucky’s hoof beats. Oh, my god. They were actually going to do it.
Chapter 10
Blake looked at Quin and started laughing. After a second, his friend joined in.
“That was priceless. All of our worry about how we could convince her to keep seeing us both and ease her into the idea of a ménage, and then she comes up with it out of the blue. I know that there are a lot of ménages in town, but Jules has never, ever given any indication that she was at all interested in one. Until now, of course. I tell you, Quin, I will never understand women. Ever.”
“Hell, Doc. Who cares? We are going to fuck Jules’s brains out. Together. We are going to show her that two men are better than one and two cocks are better than one. Damn, I am close to coming in my pants at the thought of getting to share her.”
“Maybe it’s us who are wrong. Shouldn’t we be more interested in having her to ourselves rather than wanting to share?” Doc sighed. “It feels so right and yet so wrong at the same time.”
Quin shrugged. “I stopped trying to figure it out. When we first shared a woman back in college, it was a lark. Then when I saw just how much more she got off on it, the sheer level of pleasure we could give her together that one couldn’t give her alone, I knew I wanted to keep on sharing. Also, I admit it. I get turned on by the visuals. Hell, Doc. We’ve talked about this plenty over the years and it’s no different with Jules.”
“Hell, I know you’ve been pining for her for two years, but I’ve heard so much about her over that time, that I almost feel like I’ve loved her that long, too. You know I’d be green with jealousy of my woman being with any other man but you. But somehow, sharing just feels right. I’d never force her to share, but since she brought it up, I think we’d be terrible boyfriends not to give her what she wants.”
Blake suddenly felt a weight lift. “It was her idea, wasn’t it? I certainly never mentioned the idea to her. Did you?”
“Nope. I was planning on it, but I hadn’t had a chance.
“Well, then. If it is what she wants, then I guess I, we, will have to give her what she wants.” Blake looked around for a second. “You do realize that she stole our horses, don’t you?”
“Yup.”
“And it’s almost half a mile to the pond.”
“Yup.”
“What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking that you can tie her down and then I’ll give her a taste of my crop before we fuck her brains out. Blake, have you had her ass yet?”
“Nope.”
“Me neither. You done any prep work to get her ready for a cock there?”
“Nope.”
“Damn. I guess it’s mouth and pussy, this time.”
“Yup.”
“Damn you can be annoying sometimes, Quin.”
“Yup!”
Blake punched his friend in the arm, but his heart wasn’t in it. All he could think about was that Jules was swimming naked and waiting for the two of them. The two of them!
“Blake. Did I mention that I packed lube and a set of butt plugs in my saddle bags along with a blindfold? And I have condoms, too, if you need them. I’m good. I just got my test results back and Jules told me she’s on the pill.”
“You can be annoying, but you are my best friend! I don’t need them either, so we are good to go.”
* * * *
Quin looked at the three horses tied up just out of sight of the pond. With a smile, h
e whispered his plan to Blake, who nodded with a grin. Working quickly, they unsaddled the three horses. Quin threw his saddle bags over his shoulder before hefting his saddle. Doc grabbed his own and then went back for Jules’s.
Keeping out of sight, they spread the blanket that Quin had packed and then stacked the saddles at one end. Then they laid out the lube and plug, along with the cuffs, rope, and as a final touch, a riding crop.
Quin smiled at the surprise and admiration in Doc’s eyes.
“What can I say, buddy? I was a boy scout!”
Blake snickered. “For how long?”
“An hour, maybe an hour and a half.” He grinned. “Then I got thrown out for insubordination.”
“Why am I not surprised?”
Moving quietly, they approached the water. Seeing Jules’s clothes spread out, Quin scooped them up and took them back to the blanket, folding them carefully before placing them on the ground and then adding his shirt, boots and socks to the pile. He decided that he had better leave his pants on for the first part of things. Looking over at Doc, he saw his friend had the same notion.
“You ready, Doc?”
“Yup!”
Quin smothered a laugh. Then he schooled his expression into one of seriousness and walked to the edge of the pond. Doc stood beside him and together, they took a few moments to enjoy the sight of Jules floating naked on her back in the frigid water, her blonde hair spread out and floating behind her, her nipples erect on her perfect, creamy-white breasts.
Quin shifted his weight as he reached down to adjust his rigid cock. Damn. He should have rubbed one out so he would last with Jules. The way he was feeling now, he’d pop his cork the second they kissed. Suddenly, he had an idea. Looking over at Doc, he grinned wickedly, unzipped his jeans and gripped his rigid cock. Doc smiled and did the same.
Together, they turned toward the vision in the water and started jerking off, hands moving quickly at the vision before them.
“I’m almost ready. You?”
“Right there with you, Quin.”
“Sweet Jules,” Quin called out.
“Float over our way, angel.”
* * * *
Jules opened her eyes. She’d seen them arrive and had almost called out to them, but they looked so excited about something, looking around as if to make sure they weren’t being seen, that she’d backed out of sight and dove back into the water, letting them do whatever it was they’d planned.
She’d been getting impatient when they finally called out to her. The sight that greeted her eyes was not what she expected. They stood there wearing only their cowboy hats and jeans, but their jeans were unzipped and pushed down and they were both masturbating while watching her in the water.
“Don’t you want to wait for me to join you, fellas?” she asked, laughing.
“Yes, but not just yet. You come near us now and we’ll both go up in flames. If you give us a moment to rub one out, we’ll be able to last once we get inside you,” declared Quin. She had to smother a grin as Blake gave the other man a look, but he didn’t deny the statement.
She watched them jerking their hands along their long, thick cocks. Seeing them side by side like this, she could see that while both had impressive equipment, Quin’s was a shade thicker while Doc’s was a touch longer. She had a sudden overwhelming possessive feeling. Mine. Those cocks are both mine.
Changing from floating to treading water, she started to swim toward them.
“Stop!” demanded Quin. “Go back into a float.”
“Huh?”
“Please. We’re almost there.” Blake was talking through gritted teeth and he looked almost like he was in pain. In fact, they both did. Alarmed, she leaned back into a floating position. Then, she decided to do something that would definitely earn spanking. As she floated on her back, she spread her legs as wide as she could.
She watched as their hands started moving faster. She could feel the answering call to her pussy. Her clit was starting to throb and her pussy was trying to clamp down on the emptiness inside her. Moving slowly and deliberately, her eyes on the two men in front of her, she carefully moved her hands to her sides and then to her breasts. Carefully she reached up and caressed her nipples, pinching them and tugging gently before she moved her hands again to rhythmically massage her swollen breasts.
Her legs weren’t still either as she slowly opened and closed her legs.
“Closer! Float closer to us!” Doc’s face was screwed up in that way he got just before he came. Quin’s had a look of intense concentration. He was close too.
She released her breasts and manoeuvred closer to the bank of the pond. She didn’t have to wait long. First Blake and then Quin shot rope after rope of cum in her direction, their aim true. One strand landed on her stomach and two on her legs. A fourth rope splattered across her throbbing breasts, then two more.
She watched as they kept milking their cocks. Smiling, she reached down her body with one hand, swirling the hot cum, mixing it together before scooping some up with two fingers and lifting it to her mouth. She licked her fingers clean as the men tugged desperately on their cocks until no cum remained. Then they tucked their spent cocks back in their pants and waited for her, chests heaving from their exertions.
“Blake, I do believe our woman has become quite the tease.”
“I believe you are right, Quin. And I think we have to do something about it. She’s a horse thief too.”
“Yes, she is.” Quin looked down at her, his eyes narrowing, and she shivered. “Come here, woman, and take your punishment.”
Slowly, unable to help herself, although one part of her told her to swim in the other direction, she moved toward them. Reaching the shore, she hesitated, but then Blake held out a hand and she took it. Without ceremony, he pulled her up and out of the water, wrapping his arms around her and encouraging her to wrap her legs around his weight.
Then he kissed her hard on the lips.
“Damn, Jules. You are ice cold. I don’t know how you can enjoy swimming in that pond.”
“I thought you two seemed to enjoy my swim just fine.”
Doc pulled her close and crushed her mouth to his, his tongue demanding entrance. Immediately she parted her lips and then he was ravaging her mouth ruthlessly. Behind her, she could feel Quin’s broad chest pressed against her back, his hands burrowing between her and Doc’s bodies to grip her breasts.
“Damn. I guess we are just going to have to warm her up the best we can, Doc.” He removed his hand from her left breast and she could feel it slipping between her parted legs and a single finger pushing into her pussy. She was still turned on from the earlier display and tried to clamp down on his digit.
She moaned in need.
“Doc, I do believe I’ve found a place where she’s hot. Hot and wet, to be accurate.”
Laughing, Quin slipped another finger inside her.
Jules moaned louder, writhing in Doc’s arms. He shifted her higher so he could suckle one of her puckered nipples, and Quin’s right arm moved to her shoulders, manoeuvring her backward and holding her weight as he brought his mouth down on hers.
The friction of Quin’s fingers in her pussy and Doc’s mouth on her breast were pushing her close to the edge. She could feel it hiding just out of her grasp. She tightened her legs around Doc’s waist and tried to move herself up and down on Quin’s fingers. Just a little more.
Suddenly she found herself with an empty pussy and Quin was tugging her away from Doc, who released his suction on her nipple reluctantly. Quin placed her face-down over—was it a pile of saddles? Yes, it was all three of their saddles stacked on top of each other.
“Not quite a spanking bench, but a reasonable facsimile,” declared Quin before fastening a blindfold over her eyes.
Working together, the two men had her strapped down surprisingly well, with the topmost saddle under her waist. Her breasts hung down one side and her arms were spread wide and secured to the bottom of the three
saddles. Her bottom was positioned so it was the highest part of her body and her legs were spread wide, exposing her asshole and her dripping pussy.
She struggled ineffectually and felt more cream spilling down her legs. She was more turned on than she had ever been as she felt them running their hands over her immobile body.
Smack. She wasn’t sure who had spanked her, but it hurt, dammit. Smack. Smack. Smack. She was pretty sure they were taking turns. Now their hands were moving gently over her hot ass cheeks.
“Throw me the lube!” Quin said with a growl.
“Hey, what do you think you are doing?”
Smack.
“Preparing your ass. Damn, Doc. She won’t stop wiggling around. It’ll be better when we can get her on a proper spanking bench. For now, can you distract her while I stretch her ass?”
“Happy to, Deck.”
Jules felt the cool liquid of the lube being squirted down her crack, and then the nozzle inserted inside her ass and the cold lube being directed right inside her. She shivered. She shivered even more when she felt a large, blunt finger pressing at her opening, but before she could protest, she felt Doc’s mouth close over hers and his warm tongue invading her mouth. She forgot for a moment about his finger, but then she felt another pressing for entrance and she moaned.
“Press back against his fingers, baby. Press back and let him in.” She tried to obey and soon felt the invading fingers slide inside, and felt the pressure, the stretch increasing. But there was a heat as well. Her pussy started to pulse, feeling the emptiness, and her clit began to throb with the need to be touched.
Suddenly she felt a pinch and a tug on her nipples.
“Ouch!”
“Mind back on me, subbie. Maybe you can concentrate better on this.” And then she felt his thick, warm cock pressing against her lips. She opened wide and took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. She could hear him groan as she sealed her lips and sucked. Now she could almost feel him groan as she sucked again. His hands tangled in her hair and he pressed deeper.
