by Kerri Carr
I swallowed hard and stared at him. He seemed sincere. And there was this crackling electricity between us. All three of us. I’d never done anything like this before in all my life and it seemed strange but something about it also seemed very naughty. And naughty got me intrigued.
“Think about it Roz,” he continued, his voice hypnotizing. “Your own two men, slaves to your body. Think about the hottest sex you’ve ever had, then multiply it by two because that’s what we are offering.”
I thought of the hottest sex I ever had. That was so long ago back in high school with Tucker. How the backseat of a car could have wound up as my best sex experience I didn’t know. It might be that I was madly in love with him at the time. Still was as a matter of fact. I remembered the way our hands hand joined and interlocked, squeezing each other’s fingers as he plunged his hard cock into me over and over. No one had ever loved my body quite like Tucker did. Not my ex-husband who had thought he was a stud and a pussy-eating guru. I’d fed his ego, not wanting to hurt his feelings that the orgasms he thought I reached were fake. He hadn’t known that many times after sex when he’d fallen asleep, my fingers had sought my aching flesh and stroked myself to the climax he was rarely able to give me. And in all that time, I thought of Tucker and the way he had spoiled me for other men.
Maybe, just maybe, the twins could help me to finally rid myself of Tucker because he was haunting my dreams now more than ever. Maybe with the pleasure Adrian was now offering me, I would be able to exorcise Tucker from the place he still haunted in my heart.
*****
“Hey Ryan,” I greeted as I walked into the kitchen where his brother was placing the pies.
“We can do a better greeting than that, can’t we?” he said with a grin and walked over to me. My heart thumped wildly in my chest when he held my face and his lips claimed mine. I was too stunned to react at first but then his mouth started doing crazy things to mine. With a moan, I let myself go, after all I had nothing to hold me back. This was probably the one thing I could do to make myself feel alive.
So, not only did I allow Ryan to kiss me but I kissed him back. Since he was as bare-chested as his brother, my hands went exploring, running over ridges and valleys. I clung to his shoulders, at the feel of his tongue sweeping into my mouth. Electricity jolted every organ in my body. As if that wasn’t enough, I felt his brother move up behind me, parting the hair at my back over one shoulder to kiss my neck. His hands trailed down my spine, sending shivers up and down my body before pooling into warmth in my already wet mound. Adrian cupped my firm ass in his hands and molded and shaped the generous curves with his hands.
I tore my mouth from Ryan’s to gulp much needed air into my lungs. Together they were so potent, I could hardly remember how to breathe. Ryan kissed down my neck, finding my breasts through the thin material of my maxi dress. Subconsciously I must have worn this strapless dress with hopes of this happening. He simply hooked his thumb into the bodice of the dress and pulled. I gasped as my creamy, bountiful breasts spilled out before his eyes.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, Miss. Roz,” he groaned. “Your nipples look like cherries on top of cupcakes. Hmm. I love cupcakes. I love cherries.”
He plumped my breasts together and started washing both nipples with his tongue, licking and bathing them while humming at the back of his throat like he was indeed eating something decadent. Not to be outdone, Adrian pulled my dress the rest of the way, down over my hips, until it dropped around my ankles to the floor.
“The sweetest ass in all of Pagosa,” he groaned and caressed my bare ass, spliced in between with my black thong. He kissed my cheeks, biting the snowy globes before parting them to gaze on the delight of my puckered asshole.
“Hmm,” he hummed and I could imagine him licking his lips. Instead of peeling the underwear down my legs, he took hold of the material between his fingers and squished it together. While kissing my ass, he rubbed the cloth back and forth, up and down over my wet pussy. I moaned, clutching at his brother’s shoulder at the sensation of the silk material scraping against my engorged clit.
“Oh God Adrian!” I cried out and when his double bit my nipples gently, I added. “Oh God, Ryan.”
From my breasts, Ryan kissed down to my flat stomach and down to my cunt. Both reached for the waist of my underwear and pulled down slowly. I stepped out of them on shaky legs, by then my heart thumping and blood cursing through my veins making me weak and heady with excitement. Ryan encouraged me to spread my legs apart before kneeling before me. His mouth descended on my slippery mound, secreting the juices his tongue thirstily lapped at. Raising one of my leg, he drew it over his shoulder, his tongue, running a path through the pink fleshy folds of my pussy. His lips made slurping sounds, music to my ears as he sucked that pussy like he was a man getting one last meal before going to the gas chamber.
While he paid homage to my clit, Ryan’s fascination was held by my pucker. He licked around the ridges, washing the area with his tongue. His tongue poked at my anus, seeking entry and then retreating. From my pucker, he licked down to the opening of my pussy and started tongue fucking me. The sensation of two men eating me out at the same time was breathtaking. Never having done anything like this before, it wasn’t too long before I stiffened and cried out from the dam that burst inside me and flowed honey onto Ryan’s tongue.
“Well that was fun,” Adrian commented as they both rose to their feet.
“Oh God, I can’t believe you guys,” I gasped in awe.
“Oh we’re not done yet, Roz.”
“We’re not?”
The answer was sweeping me off my feet and bringing me to a bedroom. I was dropped onto the bed where I felt like a voyeur as I watched them undress. Jeans were shucked exposing rock hard, red-tipped cocks. Holy shit, what am I taking on?
Both men joined me on the bed, sandwiching me in between. Hands came down to ply my legs apart, one kissed me, I was too far gone to even comprehend who. Hands dipped between my legs and reached for my pussy, stroking and rubbing. Both inserted an index finger into my tight hole and fingered me. A mouth fastened on my breast, sucking and licking at my nipple.
“Oh God, I can’t,” I moaned.
“You want us to stop?” Adrian asked.
“No, no, please don’t stop.”
Condoms were passed around and both men got sheathed. I was pulled to my knees and encouraged to straddle Adrian. My legs shook slightly as he guided me down to sink down onto his cock. The tight flesh of my pussy wrapped around his meat, slicing through my throbbing center. I moaned long, my breathing shallow.
A gasp tore from my lips at the sharp slap Adrian directed at my ass. He grabbed both cheeks and guided me up and down his pole.
“Fuck, Roz, you’re so tight girl,” he groaned in approval as I rode him. From the corner of my eye, I saw his brother lube up and I got more excited. I was so wet, I was sliding up and down Adrian’s dick, making a squishy sound each time he penetrated me.
Adrian pulled me down to his chest, wrapped his arms around my back, anchoring my pelvis to his and started thrusting upward hard and fast into me.
“Oh fuck, oh God, oh shit!” I gasped, sinking my nails into his shoulders.
His movement slowed to a halt when Ryan rejoined us on the bed. Rubbing his fingers, coated with lube into my pucker, he massaged my backdoor until the muscles relaxed before positioning the bulbous head of his cock against the opening.
“Fuuuuuck!” I groaned as he rocked the head of his cock into the tight entrance, rimming just inside before pushing more and more into me. When he was buried deep in my backside so I could feel myself stretched full of him, they started moving in and out of me. As Adrian thrusted up, Ryan thrusted down and the see-saw motion in my ass and pussy made my blood sizzle.
“Fuck that ass bro!” Adrian encouraged, slowing down so his brother could do just that. He kissed me hard, swallowing my cries as Ryan grasped my ass cheeks apart and pounded my ass with his cock.
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“Oh damn!” Adrian groaned and with one last slam of his cock, climaxed hard.
Pulling out of my ass, he flopped to the bed beside us and tugged off the condom.
“Let me at that ass Roz,” Ryan groaned and plucked me from his cock. I got down on all fours, groaning once more when my ass was filled with another cock.
When Adrian maneuvered himself under our bodies, positioning my pussy down onto his face while his brother was embedded into my ass, I knew they’d done this regularly to exhibit such finesse. The sucking on my clit alone would have done me in, the cock filling my ass intensified my orgasm. I squirted hard on a scream, my climax drawn out by Adrian’s punishing penetrations even while his brother lapped at my pussy. Behind me Adrian stiffened and grunted as he climaxed.
We collapsed in a heap onto the bed, groaning and gasping, our shallow breaths filling the room. My ass was sore as well as my limbs but I was satisfied. At least for the moment.
*****
“What do you say, Roz? In for another barbecue?”
Glancing at Adrian, I smiled at him and shook my head. Even a month after our threesome, both brothers didn’t fail to extend another invitation for me to join them again. While it was the best fun and sex I’d had in a long time, it wasn’t something I wanted to make a habit of. It was one of those things a woman could indulge in once just for the experience but making repeat performances would be bad for her reputation. So far, nobody suspected what went down at 409 Hills Circle, that Sunday, four weeks ago and I’d rather it stayed exactly the same.
Ryan was less persistent in trying to get me back to bed but Adrian seemed to be catching feelings for me. And not just lustful ones. He’d invited me out to the movies to which I’d turned him down and he’d invited me to dinner just last week and I’d turned him down again. He didn’t get it but that would be a relationship too wrought with problems. How could I have a relationship with a man who I had not only slept with but engaged in a threesome with his twin brother? Yikes, that was drama the likes of which belonged on Maury! Not in my life.
“I’m busy this weekend, Adrian,” I told him as I slipped another set of cupcakes into the glass case.
“How about next weekend?” he continued.
I glanced around the shop, trying to find Sophia but as always when the brothers were around, she would scurry into the kitchen as if just being in the same room with them would have made her panties drop. As she didn’t believe in sex before marriage, she deemed it safer to run when they were in proximity to her.
“Adrian, you know we can’t go out on a date,” I said softly to him, leaning over the shelf so my lip was closer to him and he could hear me, without what I was saying, drifting back to Sophia.
“Why not?” he asked petulantly. “Didn’t you enjoy what we did to you?”
“But I can’t date two brothers at the same time!” I exclaimed before lowering my voice. “That would just be too greedy.”
“Then date just me,” he persisted. “We don’t always have sex at the same time, you know. We do date exclusively at times. When we find a woman who is good enough. For fuck’s sake, Roz, I can’t get you off my mind.”
I opened my mouth to respond and gasped when he leaned over the counter and kissed me hard. The bell jingled and I hurriedly pulled back. How did I tell him it wasn’t really him? It wasn’t even that I’d had sex with his brother. It was because I hadn’t forgotten him.
Him! In shock, I stared over Adrian’s shoulder at the man who had set of the jingling bell when he walked into the shop. My mouth went dry. Tucker. Was it really him? His cool blue eyes met mine and stole the breath from my body as it usually did. Look me in the eyes and tell me the truth. He would always say that to me when he wanted to know if I was lying or not.
Tucker Marshall, my high school sweetheart, looked better today in the flesh than even back then. At twenty-seven, he stood tall and proud, his dark hair cut shorter at the sides like he had worn it back then. He had filled out even more than the last time I’d seen him. Broad shoulders, ropy arms, flat hard chest beneath the close-fitting dark blue T-shirt he wore. His jeans were snug against his thighs and legs, his size thirteen feet in a pair of Vans. My cheeks colored because I knew the size his big feet indicated was true.
At my expression, Adrian turned to look at the new customer and I was surprised to see the smile of recognition on his face.
“Tucker man, when did you get back in town?” Adrian greeted and both men did the handshake, chest bumping greeting, customary to men.
“Got in this morning,” Tucker responded in the deep baritone I used to love when he called my name and told me he was cumming. “Saw this place on my walk to the fire station and the name seemed familiar so I decided to check it out. What are you doing here? Don’t you have any fires to put out? And I’m not talking the one you’re trying to kindle here.”
“Wait a minute,” I interrupted, trying to force down the panic, sticking its way in my throat. “You two know each other? I thought you’d moved out of town.” I added the latter to Tucker who was looking at me.
“Tucker works at the fire station too,” Adrian responded.
“You can’t!” I spluttered. “I mean- I mean I know every man who works at the fire station. I’ve never seen you there before.”
“He was on a year training course in D.C.,” Adrian replied as if Tucker couldn’t handle answering the questions himself. He then looked from Tucker to me suspiciously. “You two know each other?”
“Yes,” I answered before Tucker could respond. “You know I grew up here. We went to high school together.”
Tucker leaned against the counter. “A little more than just high school buddies, wouldn’t you say Roz?” He turned to Adrian. “We were steady all through high school. Until she decided to skip town and find some hotshot lawyer to marry.”
“Were we steady when you had your tongue stuck down Sarah what’s-its-face’s throat?” I snapped at him.
He pushed his face close to mine, anger burning in his eyes. “I told you she did the kissing!”
“Yeah and you merely did the enjoying,” I snorted.
“Whoa!” Adrian announced, backing away. “And you claimed I was kindling fire. There’s an inferno raging here. See ya around, Roz. If you ever do change your mind about that date, lemme know.”
I barely noticed when he left, so busy was I glaring at Tucker. I could feel the familiar heat and awareness of each other, tingling through me. Did he feel it too? I pulled back jerkily, deciding I wasn’t going to make a fool of myself over Tucker Marshall. Yet I couldn’t deny the giddy excitement I felt, knowing he was still in town after all.
“Where is that fancy husband of yours, Roz?” he drawled as I busied myself, fixing the display case that didn’t need fixing.
“I don’t have a husband,” I answered stiffly.
“You got to be kidding me? How did that happen?”
“Turns out cheaters come in small towns and big cities,” I replied with a sardonic smile.
He glared at me. “Don’t accuse me of ever cheating on you, Roz. That kiss aside, you know I didn’t touch a single girl while we were going out. How the fuck could I when I was so crazy about you?”
My heart skipped a beat and I gasped. Had he just said…? Why had he never said that to me before?
“I didn’t know you were crazy about me,” I whispered.
He scowled blackly at me. “The whole fucking town knew. Did it miss you the way I followed you around, all because you had me pussy-whipped?”
“I was the one who followed you around!” I argued. “Besides I told you all the time I loved you, how comes you never said it back?”
“I—,” he started to say then swallowed. “What the hell does it matter now anyway? You left me, remember?”
“Tucker—”
The overhead bell jingled as he stalked out of the store. I slumped against the counter, tears of frustration gathering in my eyes. Where the hell was
Sophia when I needed her to interrupt these conversations? I badly needed a bathroom break. Once more Tucker had succeeded in making me cry my eyes out over him. And this time, he wasn’t even mine to cry over.
*****
“I’m bidding on one of the twins!”
“Good luck with that, I hear they’re being featured as a pair.”
“Shit! There are too many women. I will never be able to afford them.”
“What about Tucker Marshall? He’s back in town, isn’t he?”
At the name of my ex, I swung around in my chair and glared at the women behind me who were discussing the men they were going to bid on tonight. We were packed in the high school auditorium, waiting for the grand reveal. Once I’d heard about the annual Fireman’s Auction, something I didn’t remember existing when I was around, there had been no doubt in my mind that I had to show up. And so had all the women in Pagosa Spring it seemed with a few gay men hoping to get lucky.
I told myself I was only here to observe and see what this event was all about. Not much was there to do in Pagosa Springs so when an event like this came up, everyone usually took advantage of the situation. The auditorium was packed as women, both single and married, made their way into the auditorium, buzzing excitedly and chatting about the men who were being put on display today, as if they were prime steak.
I knew one that I’d like to sink my teeth into. And it wasn’t any of the twins.
“Attention ladies and gentlemen!” the chief at the fire station, Jacob Hunter announced on the stage. He was the chief for as long as I could remember. “Now, the longer you take to quiet down, the longer it will take for these men to put on the show you’re all waiting for.”
The room instantly fell quiet and my snicker earned me an irritated look and a shush from the woman sitting to my left. Apparently, the women of this town took this annual event extremely serious.
“Now in keeping with the Firemen’s auction which we started as a fundraiser two years ago,” Chief Hunter continued. “I just want to remind you that the bidding must be conducted in an orderly manner. The winner of the bid will walk up to claim their prize and it’s up to the winner to decide what she or he wants to do with their win for the next twenty-four hours. Now, don’t work these men too hard ladies. I need them back in tip-top shape.”
