Chapter Three
Blade snorted and coughed, almost as if he were trying to disguise a laugh. Cristian glared at him the way a bully on the playground might stare down a challenger. Joelle could feel the tension between them, and she didn’t like it. There had to be a way to diffuse this situation.
A delicious thought occurred to her, but she didn’t dare voice it out loud. Was there a point of etiquette for such a situation? What would Emily Post say? Joelle stifled a giggle at the thought of writing to Emily Post to ask her the correct way to tell two men she wanted to have sex with them at the same time. But that’s exactly what she wanted to do. What would Scott say if he knew?
This time she did laugh as she imagined the look on Scott’s pompous, well-bred face. Blade grinned at her laughter, but Cristian pouted, as though she’d just personally insulted him.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
It was then Joelle realized the last thing he’d said was that he hoped she’d say yes. He thought she was laughing at his statement. “Oh, Cristian, I’m sorry.” She placed a hand on his arm, squeezing it as an excuse to feel the muscles visible beneath his clothing. “I wasn’t laughing at you. Honestly. Something rather comical just popped into my head—totally unrelated to either of you—and I couldn’t contain my laughter. Forgive me?”
The pout left his face, but his eyes weren’t quite as bright as before. “Of course.”
Joelle removed her hand from his arm and sipped her drink again, holding his gaze while she did so. She’d inadvertently hurt his feelings. Guilt washed over her as she struggled to think of some way to smooth this over. Was there really any harm in letting both men know her intentions? Isn’t that why the guests came here, after all?
She drained her drink then eyed each man, one at a time. Leaning forward again, she took a deep breath before she lost her nerve. “I have a wicked idea. Would what you say if I said yes to both of you, at the same time?”
Blade’s eyes widened and then a slow grin spread across his face. Cristian looked momentarily stunned and cut his gaze to Blade. Then finally the light danced in his eyes again, and he smiled. “Fine with me.”
“I can handle it if you can,” Blade said to Cristian, not Joelle.
“You know I can handle it.”
Joelle made a sound of disgust. “Look, you two, if you’re going to continue acting like schoolboys, we can forget the whole thing.”
Cristian put up his hands. “I’m done. No more misbehaving.”
“Me, too.” Blade reached across the table and took Joelle’s hand. His fingers warmed her skin until they were almost too hot. Dear God…what would it be like to touch the rest of his body? “Joelle, thank you for this. I—we—promise that you’ll have a fantastic time.”
Joelle shivered. “Oh, I don’t doubt it, Blade.”
* * * *
After dinner, Joelle walked out of the dining room, one man on each arm, and quite drunk. She’d only forced herself to eat because she suspected she’d need her strength. When they reached the elevators, she released their arms. “Will you give me a few minutes before you come up? I’m in 5A.”
Blade smiled and brushed a lock of hair off her face. His touch sent a fresh wave of desire straight to her sopping-wet pussy. “You are planning on answering the door when we come up, right?”
Joelle giggled. “Of course, silly.” She glanced around to make sure her next comment wouldn’t be overheard. “Do you think I’m a cocktease?”
Cristian made a strangled sound in the back of his throat. “No. Not at all.”
The elevator door opened, and Joelle stepped in. She blew each man a kiss before the door closed. Once she was in her suite, she tidied up the mass of clothes she’d strewn about the bedroom while getting dressed for dinner then turned down the bed covers. This was really going to happen!
Joelle had never made love to two men at the same time, but she’d fantasized about it so often she’d begun to dream of doing so. She and Peggy had giggled as they speculated about what it would be like, drinking rum and Cokes until their musings became so raunchy they could hardly catch their breath from laughing so hard. She couldn’t wait to tell Peggy all the juicy details.
She’d once made the mistake of jokingly telling Scott he should invite his friend Jack over one night to join them, and Scott looked at her as if she were dirt stuck to the bottom of his shoe. He’d become very upset and assumed Joelle had suggested such a thing because she wasn’t satisfied with his lovemaking. It had taken a long time to convince him otherwise, but nothing between them had ever been the same again.
But Scott was history, and he wasn’t here. Joelle had a rendezvous with two handsome, sexy men who didn’t think she was dirt because she wanted to live out an erotic fantasy, and she wasn’t about to let memories of the way Scott had treated her ruin it.
A soft knock on the door sent her sprinting into the sitting room. Every nerve ending was on fire, and a delicious tingling sensation spread from her nipples to her clit. As soon as she opened the door and moved aside to let them in, Blade pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. His scent filled her head, and Joelle gasped as his erection pressed up against her abdomen. How big was he?
“You smell incredible,” he said softly.
“So do you.” She turned her face up to his, and he kissed her, tentatively at first, then rough and deep. Joelle moaned against his lips then parted hers to let his tongue inside. She clung to his shoulders, pulling him closer.
Her panties were now soaked. She wouldn’t be surprised to feel her juices on her thighs any second now. Kissing had never felt this fantastic, and it had never aroused her this much. She wanted to devour Blade.
Cristian’s hands were on her back, her hair, and then slowly he moved them down to her ass, squeezing the cheeks. She wiggled it for him. “I love a nice, round ass,” he said.
Joelle giggled into Blade’s open mouth as Cristian pressed his erection against her, rubbing it between her ass cheeks. Even through his pants and her skirt, she could tell he was huge as well. This was going to be incredible.
Blade released her mouth and nuzzled her neck. His lips burned like fire against Joelle’s skin. She ran her hands through his hair, delighted to find it soft and free of the grease most men used these days.
Cristian nuzzled the other side of her neck, and Joelle sighed as jolts of pleasure raced through her body. She ran her hands down Blade’s back, enjoying the feel of his muscles. “You must have a gorgeous body,” she said.
He lifted his head, and the grin her gave her made her moan. “Want to find out?”
“Oh yeah.” Joelle started to unbutton Blade’s shirt at the same time that Cristian reached around and began to undo the buttons on her dress. Once Blade’s shirt and undershirt were off, Joelle wasted no time in running her hands over the muscles in his chest and abdomen. He looked like one of the Greek god statues at the Met. She’d never seen a man with so many muscles. She was fascinated by the tattoo on his left upper arm. It was a crest of some sort. “What is this?”
“It’s the crest of this resort. We all recently got them.” He pointed to it. “The tree represents the forests surrounding this place.”
“And what about the wings and the snake?”
He gave her a smoldering look. “Joelle, do you want to talk, or do you want to get out of that lovely dress before I tear it off your body and ruin it?”
She gasped and wiggled out of her dress. Then she licked Blade’s nipples. He threw back his head and groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair. Cristian teased her breasts through her slip and bra, still rubbing his erection against her ass. Joelle’s climax was so close she couldn’t stand it. This was the most erotic and decadent thing she’d ever done, and she loved every second of it.
Cristian slid the straps of her slip off her shoulders and unhooked her bra, then reached inside to cup her breasts. His strong, warm hands excited her, and she moaned as he teased her nipples, rolling t
hem between his thumb and forefinger. She’d always loved having her breasts fondled and found it even more arousing when done from behind.
Joelle bent over to plant kisses on Blade’s abdomen, inching her way lower. She grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, wondering if he’d let her give him a blow job. The first and only time she’d tried to do that for Scott, he had pushed her away with a disgusted look on his face, asking what kind of a woman would do such a thing. Joelle had known at that exact moment she could never be married to him.
Cristian removed her bra and groaned as Joelle reached for the zipper on Blade’s pants. “Not fair,” he said. “I still have my clothes on.”
Joelle giggled as she turned around and took off his shirt and undershirt, holding his gaze the entire time. He stroked her face and hair, the smoldering look in his eyes sending her arousal to crazy heights. He was as muscled as Blade, and she wasted no time in tasting his nipples as well.
“That feels so fucking good,” he whispered, tangling his fingers in her hair. “I love the color of your hair. It reminds me of autumn leaves.”
Blade caressed her breasts, rubbing against her ass as Cristian had done earlier. “Are you a natural redhead, Joelle?”
“Why don’t you find out, Blade?”
Joelle continued her descent down Cristian’s abdomen as Blade removed her slip and panties. He smacked each ass cheek, and Joelle jumped, turning to face him. “Have I been naughty?” Her voice came out breathy, and she struggled to take in enough air. She’d never been this excited in her life, and she wondered how she’d handle both of them. The experience was already so intense she couldn’t keep track of all the competing sensations.
“Yes, you have,” said Blade, pouting. “I’m afraid we have no choice but to spank you.”
The thought of both these sexy men spanking her nearly made her come. She smiled wickedly and reached for Blade’s pants again. “Well, all right, but at least let me really earn that naughty label first.”
“Hang on. Come over here,” said Cristian. He led her to the sofa and pushed her into a sitting position, then knelt in front of her and kissed her, rough and deep. Joelle moaned and wrapped her arms and legs around him. She heard a zipper, but Cristian’s mouth held her captive, teasing her lips and tongue until she silently begged for release.
When he rubbed her clit with his thumb, she bucked against his hand, trying to bring on her climax. Cristian released her mouth and pushed her onto her back, spreading her legs. He dived for her pussy, licking her slit and teasing her clit with his tongue. Joelle cried out and reached for his hair, but Blade caught her hands and guided them to his cock.
He stood over her, his thick shaft red and slick with pre-cum. Joelle had never seen a dick so large, and her pussy contracted in tiny spasms. She was so close to coming, and she had to have that cock in her mouth.
Blade guided it toward her face as Joelle grasped the base and opened her mouth. She was only able to take in a few inches of him at first, but she made up for that by sucking hard, alternating with long, slow licks up his entire shaft.
“Joelle,” he gasped, “that feels incredible.”
Cristian lifted his head for a second. “She tastes fucking incredible, too.”
Joelle groaned as Cristian slipped two fingers into her pussy. He continued to tease her clit with his tongue. She relaxed her throat muscles to take more of Blade inside, loving the salty, musky taste of him. When her orgasm came, it sent wave after wave of delicious passion through her. Joelle released Blade’s cock for a moment because she didn’t want to accidentally bite him.
“Thank you, Cristian,” she whispered.
Cristian grinned at her. “My pleasure.”
“No one’s ever done that before.”
The smile left his face. “You’re joking.”
She shook her head. “I’m not.” Scott would never have done such a thing. She’d hinted about it once, and he’d given her a disgusted look and changed the subject.
Cristian and Blade exchanged a surprised glance. “What’s wrong with men these days?” asked Cristian.
Before Joelle could formulate an answer, Blade teased her lips with his slick cock, and she forgot about everything except taking it back inside her mouth. From the corner of her eye, she watched Cristian remove his pants as well, revealing a cock as thick as Blade’s. Joelle moaned. Cristian stroked the side of her face with his dick, then Blade pulled out to let him inside.
Cristian tangled his fingers in her hair and coaxed her head closer. Joelle wanted to take all of him in. She craved these men inside her, in every hole. Blade moved between her legs and licked her swollen clit, then slipped two fingers inside her pussy. Joelle didn’t let go of Cristian’s cock, even when she heard the sound of a condom wrapper.
Where had that come from? Did he carry them in his pockets? The thought filled her with a wanton sense of wickedness, and she squirmed in anticipation. As Cristian continued his slow thrusting in her mouth, Blade pushed his cock into her pussy.
Joelle’s senses exploded with competing sensations. She could barely catch her breath. Blade’s dick thrust inside her with such speed and force she was sure she’d pass out. Joelle had never felt anything so incredible.
Cristian pushed further inside her mouth, and she let him. She wanted them both to fill her up and fuck her senseless. Everything she’d read about this place was true, but the testimonials hadn’t come close to preparing Joelle for the reality of living out one of her most erotic fantasies.
Their combined scents filled her head and the air in the room felt charged, as if a storm was coming. Blade rubbed her clit while he fucked her, and to Joelle’s complete amazement another orgasm began to build. She’d rarely come two times in a row even when she was the one doing the pleasuring. This had to be a dream, and if it was, she hoped she never woke up.
Cristian and Blade pulled out at the same time. Blade tore off his condom, and Cristian put one on, then he took his place between her legs. “Turn on your side a bit.”
Joelle rolled onto her left hip and Cristian lifted one leg, then guided his dick to her sore pussy. When he slid it inside, she moaned loudly. Blade knelt in front of her and kissed her deeply, playing with her breasts as he did. When he released her mouth, he pushed her breasts together and slid his cock in between. Joelle watched, fascinated, as his cock grew even larger with each thrust.
“Oh man,” gasped Cristian. “That’s so cool. Fuck her jugs good.”
His language almost made Joelle giggle, but she didn’t want to break the spell.
“I want her to come again before we do,” said Blade.
Cristian began to massage her clit, and it was clear in a matter of seconds that this was an expert skill for him. Joelle cried out and tossed her head from side to side. Her pussy was on fire, her breasts sore from Blade’s hands holding them together, and she didn’t even care. She never wanted this to end.
Joelle’s second orgasm was insane. She screamed and closed her eyes as fireworks danced behind her eyes. Cristian came inside her, and his spasms helped prolong her own. When Blade came, hot cum splashed her chin and right cheek, but Joelle didn’t mind. She’d let him cover her in it if that’s what he wanted.
Cristian collapsed on top of her, and Joelle pulled him close, wrapping her arms and legs around him. Blade went into the other room for a moment, and when he returned he held a washcloth. He knelt next to her face and gently wiped his cum from her chin and cheek.
“Now,” he said, giving her a smoldering look, “you’re ready to be spanked.”
Chapter Four
Joelle climbed off Cristian and walked toward her bedroom. “Give me a moment,” she called, glancing over her shoulder to find both men watching her ass.
Once inside her bathroom she studied her naked body in the mirror. Not too bad for a thirty-two-year-old woman who was recently told by her ex-fiancé that it looked as though she had gained weight since they’d broken up. Screw him. She hadn’
t gained any weight and all her curves were in the right places. Besides, Cristian and Blade obviously hadn’t found her body revolting or disgusting.
She took care of business then washed her face. Her makeup was long gone, but she didn’t think they’d care. Would she be able to handle a spanking? She’d never had that experience, although she and Peggy had both agreed it would be sexy after reading a picture novel they’d found buried in Mark’s sock drawer.
Joelle had thought Peggy would be upset at finding out her fiancé read dirty stories, but Peggy said she was convinced it made him more adventurous in bed, and she’d rather him read books than cheat on her.
Mark’s career as a sportscaster put him constantly in front of ball players and the women who clung to them like glue. Temptation was around him all the time, so Peggy was more than happy to share him with racy books instead of other women. Joelle couldn’t wait to tell Peggy about Blade and Cristian.
When she walked back into the sitting room, Cristian had made himself a drink and lounged on the sofa, totally naked. His cock was as rigid as it had been before he came. How had he become hard again so soon? Joelle stared at it until he spoke.
“Blade will be right back. Had to retrieve something from his suite.”
“Oh, like what?” She made herself a drink and joined him on the sofa. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world to be sitting there in the nude with a man she’d met less than two hours ago. What was it about this place that made her so comfortable she threw all caution to the wind? Whatever it was, Joelle liked it.
“A paddle.”
Joelle nearly choked on her drink. Cristian’s smoldering eyes held her captive as decadent images raced through her mind. She’d assumed they intended to spank her with their hands. That they would use an actual paddle had never entered her imagination.
“Don’t worry, Joelle.” His voice was soft and kind. “We won’t ask you to do anything you really don’t want to do, and we won’t hurt you.” He scooted closer and tenderly stroked her cheek. “Our only aim is to pleasure you. Although, the paddle will sting.”
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