Simmer, Boil, Burn, Embers: (A Bundle of Tori Nichols' Sexy Tales!)

by Riall,Clee

  END

  BURN

  Book 3

  ©2015

  “You’re going to love it up there, my family’s owned the cabin since before I was born,” Adam said to Tori from the driver’s seat of his gleaming black Range Rover. Con was in the passenger seat, looking through his phone.

  The three were headed to the Collins’ family cabin in Big Sur for the weekend.

  “When were you up here last?” Tori asked, brushing a hand through her dark hair to get it out of her face.

  “Oh, about a month ago,” Adam said, his left arm over the steering wheel. He looked over at Con, smirking. Tori caught the look, wondering what was behind it.

  She dismissed it as she noticed a streak of dried semen on her inner thigh. Moistening her lips, she smiled to herself, recalling how an hour earlier they’d pulled into a deserted rest area to engage in a little pre-weekend treat.

  At the stop, Tori got out of the luxury SUV to use the bathroom. When she returned, Con and Adam were outside, talking, arms folded, looking like a pair of catalogue models aiming for a ‘just holding a casual conversation’ look while a photographer snapped their pictures. She guessed they were discussing the remainder of the route and plans for the next couple of days.

  Con saw her approach and opened the back passenger door, smiling. She went to slip inside, but he stopped her, putting a strong hand to her lower back, bending her over the seat.

  “Hey stop! Someone’ll see,” she hissed to him as he hiked her long maxi skirt with one hand and pulled her flower-printed bikini panties down with the other.

  “Adam says nobody really comes here much anymore. We’ll be quick,” he assured her. She could hear him unbuttoning and unzipping his cargo shorts behind her, the fabric sliding partway down his toned legs. Tori turned in time to see his cock, engorged and purple as he pulled his shirt up enough for her to catch a glimpse of his chiseled abdominal muscles.

  Adam climbed into the back seat to join them.

  “Yeah, I parked out of the way, even if anyone comes by, they won’t see anything. And if they do, so what?” he insisted as he pulled his shorts and boxer briefs down muscular thighs. He pumped his erection with his fist, offering it to Tori’s mouth. Adam pushed his firm head in as Con mounted her from behind, holding on to her hips. He began slowly, getting a good rhythm and feel for how much pleasure each inch inward gave. Soon, he was thrusting his unyielding member until his orgasm took hold, forcing thick ejaculate deep inside her as he moaned.

  After filling her pussy, Con slid out and away to the nearby toilets to clean the slickness off, leaving Tori to suck Adam until he filled her mouth.

  When he returned, Tori was upright, wiping her mouth with a paper napkin. Her skirt was back at a respectable length. Adam was still in back of the Rover, hastily hoisting his hips to pull his shorts back on. Once dressed, they were back on the road as if nothing happened.

  

  When the friends arrived at their destination, Tori looked around, taking in the fresh, grassy, mossy, sea-salty smells as she exited the SUV.

  “Wait til you see the view out back,” Adam said to her as he and Con went to the back of the Rover to collect their luggage and groceries.

  “It’s beautiful here,” Tori murmured. The cabin was neatly tucked away in a woodsy area, situated on a cliff. Waves crashed against the shore of the beach below.

  Adam winked at her as he pulled her overnight bag onto his shoulder. She blushed as she walked up to the cabin door. It was a single story wood-frame structure, tastefully landscaped to blend in with the surrounding flora.

  Unlocking the door, Adam bowed and waved his hand with a flourish to usher Tori inside.

  “Whoa,” she whispered, taking in the sunken living room with its wood and leather appointed furnishings.

  “I told you you’d like it,” he whispered over her shoulder as he walked in. Con, laden with grocery bags and his own overnight bag came in after them, heading to the small kitchen off the living room.

  Tori made her way to the overlook out back.

  “Wow,” she whispered breathlessly looking out onto the ocean.

  “Maybe we’ll go down and dip our toes?” Adam asked. She turned to see him standing in the doorway.

  “Sure, that sounds great – if it warms up some. Can you show me to my room?”

  “Right this way, madame,” he said, waving his hand again. She laughed and walked by him.

  Con stood at the mini bar in the corner of the living room pouring a drink.

  “You kids behave yourselves,” he called after them as they headed down the hall.

  Adam smirked. “And you try not to drink all my dad’s scotch.”

  

  Adam placed Tori’s bag on the floor of one of three guest quarters in the cabin.

  Instead of turning to go, he stood before her.

  “There’s a full bath through there,” he pointed to a closed door to the right of the room. “It’s shared with the room on the other side. Towels, washcloths, robes, all that stuff’s in there. Do you need anything else?” he asked, inching closer to her.

  “I think I can manage,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips. Adam leaned and kissed her mouth. She was wearing a white cotton peasant top that tied at the top. He pulled the tie loose, revealing the tops of her breasts.

  Tori put her hand to the back of his neck, pushing her hand up through his thick hair. Adam was always more of a kisser, more of a caresser, than Con. Though Con engaged in foreplay, he always seemed to want to get down to sex as fast as he could. Adam liked teasing with his hands and tongue. It was exciting to be with men who had such varied sexual techniques.

  He walked her back to the soft bed, pressing his body to hers until the backs of her knees touched the mattress and she had no choice but to lie down on the bright white duvet. Never taking her lips from his, they were enveloped in the plush bedding.

  Adam stopped and pulled away from her long enough to pull his shirt and shorts off. Tori rested on her elbows, enjoying the show. She reached up and ran a finger gently down his taut stomach, feeling the rippling of each muscle, the hair getting thicker and darker as she came to his at-attention cock.

  Tori looked up into his eyes as she slid her lips around him a second time that day.

  Con finished his drink and was getting up to get another when he heard low moans emanating from deep within the house. He poured another glass of scotch and followed the sound.

  “Ah, ah, ah!” Tori groaned out. Con stood in the doorway, watching his friends rut away. He could make out the outline of Tori’s spread legs beneath the down comforter, pulling Adam in deep. Adam’s naked, sinewy back glistened as he gave her long, hard strokes.

  Adam stopped stroking, reaching down to put his hands on the backs of Tori’s knees, pushing them forward to get deeper inside her. Covered in sweat, Tori’s groans turned to shrieks as she grabbed handfuls of crisp white sheets, bearing the brunt of his desire.

  Con walked closer to the bed, draining his scotch. Adam looked up at him, grinning as he slowly unfastened his shorts.

  “You want in?” Adam asked.

  “Maybe later.”

  “She’s plenty wet for the both of us, she’s about to make me nut.”

  “Go ahead and get yours, man.”

  Con sat on the bed, stroking his cock while he watched them fuck so furiously the headboard banged against the wall. Tori hadn’t had both of them in a double penetration, but as he watched her quiver he made a mental note to make it happen. Soon.

  The visual of seeing Con stroking his member coupled with feeling Adam’s cock filling her walls sent Tori’s body into orgasmic convulsions. She held tight, letting the sensation roll over her.

  “I’m cumming,” Adam announced breathlessly as her tight muscles contracted around him, forcing out every drop brewing in him. If she moved just slightly, he would have passed out from the intensity.

  Con got off, staining the sheets
as he watched their mutual orgasm, his hand pumping a far too large erection as his breath fragmented with each ropey eruption.

  The three of them lie together in exhausted silence, eventually falling asleep.

  

  Over a late dinner of barbecued chicken and sautéed green beans, the freshly showered, fluffy robed trio chatted on the deck out behind the cabin.

  “So, how did you and Con meet?” Tori asked, sipping white wine as she chewed a bite of chicken.

  The two men looked at each other.

  “It was a couple of years ago at my dad’s country club,” Adam said. “We met over a tennis match.”

  “My dad was thinking about joining so the club gave us passes. What Adam doesn’t say is that he got his ass beat in that tennis match.”

  Adam smirked, dimples creasing his cheeks. “A real man would have offered me a rematch.”

  “Why mess with perfection?” Con asked, raising his scotch glass to his friend.

  The three listened to the waves crash below.

  “It’s really cool out here, shall we retire inside to the fireplace and some excellent apricot brandy?” Adam suggested.

  “Certainly, but I’ll take a pass on the cordial. I’ve had more than enough to drink,” Tori said, twisting the stem of her empty wine glass. She’d already had three glasses during their meal and was beginning to feel them.

  The friends headed back into the cabin after gathering their dishes. Adam ignited the fireplace while Tori and Con went to the kitchen.

  Flames roared, brining the previously cold box to life.

  Adam spread thick blankets and throw pillows out before the hearth.

  Tori sat beside him. Con lie back, propped up on his elbows.

  She broke the silence first. “Do you think what we’ve been doing with each other is wrong?”

  “What? Having sex?” Adam asked, never taking his eyes from the flames. He sipped the brandy he’d poured while the other two were in the kitchen.

  “Yeah,” Tori said, shyly. She felt silly bringing it up, but she knew it needed to be said.

  “What’s so wrong with young, healthy people exploring and enjoying each other?” Con piped up. “We’re not doing anything wrong. It’s just sex, it’s perfectly natural.”

  Tori considered that. She smiled.

  “If it’s just sex, why don’t you and Adam kiss?” she teased.

  “You think I won’t kiss him?” Con challenged, cocking an eyebrow.

  Tori shook her head at him, smirking.

  Con scooted over to where Adam was sitting with his arms around his knees, swirling his drink. Adam smiled, put his drink aside and tugged gently at Con’s hair to pull him in close.

  The two men jolted Tori as they engaged in a passionate, lingering lip lock.

  “I didn’t tell you that after I beat Adam in tennis, he fucked me in the locker room,” Con told Tori. He ran his hand down Adam’s toned chest.

  Following their match, the two sweaty men made their way to the locker room. Adam pulled his shirt off his body, preparing to get into a shower stall. Con did the same.

  “You know, we could use the same shower. Two for one,” Adam suggested, grinning in his sweet, boyish way.

  “You’re joking right?” Con asked.

  Adam walked up to him, put a hand on the back of his neck and slid his tongue into his mouth. Con’s breath left him. He let the muscular man with the facial and body hair in all the right places lead him to the private shower stalls.

  Once securely locked inside, away from the world, Adam took Con’s hands and pressed them to the wall so his smooth back was facing him. Adam moistened his fingers with his tongue and pushed into Con’s tender anal canal. He flinched, but didn’t make him stop. Adam kissed his neck and back tenderly nibbling at his damp, hot flesh.

  The two grunted as Adam’s cock made its way into Con, parting him.

  “I could tell looking at you that you’d like this dick,” Adam grunted as he moved in and out. It was Con’s first time having sex with a man and he didn’t want it to stop, loving the feeling of Adam’s hand pressing strongly against his shoulder, holding him in place as his hot, hard appendage plundered his sensitive cavity. Their slick, musky, rock hard bodies pressed into each other with every sweetly excruciating advance.

  Adam reached around and worked Con’s stiff cock. He bit his earlobe.

  “Uh! Shit, I’m gonna cum,” Con grunted. Thick white streaks slid down the shower wall as his cock throbbed out a fervid climax.

  Adam moved his hand down to Con’s side and slid out, stroking his member until hot jets of cum shot onto his conquest’s lower back. Adam let out a heavy, “Mmmmmm!” as he finished. He turned Con to face him and flipped on the on the shower lever as they held onto each other, kissing under the spray.

  Tori’s lips parted. She had so much to say, but couldn’t say anything. She now fully understood what was behind the look Adam gave Con on the ride up.

  More than anything, she found herself inexplicably turned on. She only wore panties under her robe and the crotch was getting slippery.

  “Do you still have sex?” Tori asked when she finally found her voice.

  The two of them laughed at each other, Con untied Adam’s robe and continued to rub him down. Tori could see a bulge forming beneath his robe.

  “Occasionally,” Con said. He leaned and kissed Adam’s mouth again.

  Tori licked her lips, watching them lie together. Adam stroked Con’s cheek gently.

  “He was nervous about anal the first time too, Tori,” Adam said.

  Tori slid closer to them, humidity moistening her thighs.

  “Suck him,” she told Con.

  He looked at her, he’d had too much to drink, but his eyes ignited the way they usually did when he was ready to have sex.

  Adam got on his back and pushed his robe open, naked beneath, every bit of him as hard as sculpted marble. Tori had ridden on that unyielding dick a number of times in the last few weeks, but now she was seeing it differently, knowing she and Con shared it.

  Con took down Adam’s shaft in one quaff. Tori’s eyes went wide. Con looked up at Adam seductively as his head bobbed, Adam murmured softly, his hips moving slowly in time.

  Not being able to take her eyes from the action, Tori slid her hand into her wet panties, her fingertip slipping around her firm clit.

  Adam stopped Con mid-suck to gently push him onto his back. He wet two fingers and lubricated Con’s anus.

  “Get on your knees,” Adam told him firmly. Con did as he was told. Adam put his forearm on his back and shoved him down onto his elbows.

  Tori had never seen two men have sex before – not even online. She watched as if seeing Adam stuffing his substantial thickness into Con was the most alluring thing she’d ever seen.

  Con pulled one of the throw pillows to him, crying out in passion into it as his sturdy body endured the strapping Adam’s ravaging. Adam was on one knee with one foot firmly planted on the floor as he held Con’s hips. The fire’s heat coupled with their desire made their bodies sleek with sweat.

  Adam looked over and saw Tori fondling her pussy. Her breath caught in her chest as she reached her peak. Adam wet his lips, staring at her sensually as his hips bucked. He leaned into Con’s back, putting a powerful arm around the man as he emptied ejaculate deep into him.

  “Ahhh!” Con screamed out, pearly seed spurting from his naked cock onto the blanket below him.

  “Yeah, let it all out,” Adam whispered soothingly. He kissed the back of Con’s neck, rubbing his hand through his friend’s wavy hair as he slowly pulled out, a long sticky strand of semen sliding out along with him.

  Tori turned to Con who was still coming down from his orgasm.

  “You’re gay?” she asked him quietly. She quickly realized how inane the question was. After the display she’d just seen, how could there be any doubt?

  “More like bi-curious,” he said teasingly. She laughed. “Does our li
ttle secret bother you?”

  Tori shook her head. She wasn’t bothered in the least. “Watching you two really turned me on.”

  “I could tell the way you were rubbing one out,” he turned, naked on his side, propping his head up with his elbow. She hit him with a pillow.

  “How could you tell anything as caught up as you were getting drilled,” she said.

  “Listen to the mouth on you,” he laughed. He kissed her lips.

  “Do you like pussy or dick more?”

  Con looked like he was really thinking it over, placing a finger to his chin. Tori pulled the pillow back, hoisting it as though she was going to hit him again.

  “Relax, you know how good you make me feel,” Con said. He slid his hand into her panties, his cock hardening again.

  Adam returned and got another snifter of brandy to sip while he watched his friends copulate before the fire.

  

  Not wanting to spend the entire weekend draining each other sexually, Tori, Adam, and Con decided to take a long hike through the woods near the cabin. It wasn’t long before they understood that being in nature didn’t rid them of their lustful longings – if anything, the quiet, unspoiled setting only heightened their sensuality.

  Con stopped Tori as Adam walked ahead. He turned her back to him as he pushed her up against an enormous ancient tree. He unbuckled his pants, pushing them down so he could take her from behind. Noticing he was suddenly walking alone, Adam returned and saw them. He came over, pulling Tori’s sweater up to reveal her perky breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra so he was able to caress her round, coppery globes unencumbered.

  Even though it was the height of summer, Big Sur was a relatively cool sixty-five degrees, but Tori was sweaty by the time Con finished with her.

  An hour later it was Con’s turn to wander off alone while Adam took Tori’s hand and lead her behind a fallen tree for oral sex.

  “I’ll do you then you’ll do me?” he asked, tugging her jeans down her thighs as he licked at her lips. She nodded hungrily, knowing he wouldn’t mind tasting a bit of Con’s semen as it steadily dripped out of her. She’d spent the previous night wondering how many times the two men had tasted each others’ essences.