Three

by Twyla Turner

  “Harder. Fuck me harder.” Simone moaned.

  He didn’t know how it was possible, but Simone’s sudden burst of confidence and aggression turned Jackson on even more than he already was, and his cock swelled further. A deep growl rumbled in the back of his throat as Jackson clasped her ass cheeks lifting her off of the table. And with the strength and agility of years of physical labor, Jackson used his whole upper body to slam her over and over again on his raging cock.

  Xander stood shocked and amazed over the sudden passionate transformation unfolding before him, by the woman that couldn’t even look them in the eyes half the time. But now the shy sweet virgin was nowhere to be seen. She was magnificent, a wild cat, as Jackson held her up thrusting into her, her head thrown back and her long hair hanging past her ass as her choked cries escaped through her overripe lips.

  “Ah…ah…ah…Jackson, please!” Simone keened.

  Miraculously Jackson increased his speed, pounding into her so hard that she couldn’t even catch her breath. Simone’s ass rippled through his hands with every smack of his hips to hers. Every inch of her body tensed. Her fingers dug into the muscles of Jackson’s back and her toes curled. They both threw back their heads back simultaneously, as a scream ripped from her throat and a roar from his.

  His legs trembling and weak from his powerful climax, Jackson was no longer able to hold both their weight and collapsed to his knees.

  “Fucking shit, Simone! You’ve turned into a complete temptress!” Jackson burst out breathless.

  Simone’s head hung limp on his shoulder, their skin clung together from the perspiration of their lovemaking. A flush spread across her face at the comment, not knowing what had come over her now that the passionate coupling was over.

  “I don’t know what came over me.” Simone said softly, burying her face further into his shoulder in embarrassment.

  “Si, that was the most breathtaking thing I’ve ever seen.” Xander said as he approached them. “Don’t be ashamed. You’re a naturally passionate woman, but you’re just now realizing it. And there’s nothing wrong with it.” Xander soothed, as Simone peeked up at him.

  Xander brushed a strand of hair from her face and slowly ran the back of his fingers down her cheek. Simone saw the evidence of his arousal straining against his jeans.

  “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to leave you out Xander.” Simone looked up at him with concern.

  “Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.” Xander shrugged.

  “But-” Simone started before Xander cut her off.

  “No, Simone. I don’t want to hurt you. You need a break. And the way I’m feeling right now, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I wouldn’t be gentle.” Xander said firmly.

  Simone’s inner walls fluttered and her breath caught at the thought of another rough bout of lovemaking. But as insatiable as she felt, she had to admit that she was extremely sore from the last twelve hours.

  “I know that you’re innocent to the different ways of making love, but there is one way that you could…take care of him.” Jackson said hesitantly, not sure of how she’d take to the idea of a blowjob.

  “Like what?” Simone asked, interested.

  “Uh…you could kiss him…there.” Jackson said, trying to find a less crude or clinical way of saying oral sex.

  “Do you mean a…a blowjob?” Simone asked with a blush.

  “Oh, so you do know?” Jackson said smiling.

  “I know that I don’t know a lot, but my roommate and best friend is Amber and she’s tried to talk to me about it a million times, though I blocked out ninety percent of it.” Simone said, wishing that she would’ve listened more closely to her perverted friend.

  Simone looked up at Xander who had remained quiet during her and Jackson’s exchange about the ways to pleasure him. His jaw was clenched and his hands flexed at his sides, restraining himself, not wanting to persuade one way or the other.

  “Would you like that, Xan?” Simone asked shyly, using his nickname for the first time.

  “Yes.” Xander responded in a low voice, not trusting himself to move or say more.

  Simone slowly lifted herself off of Jackson’s lap, and hissed in pain as his semi-hard erection slipped from her tender flesh. Turning, she positioned herself in front of Xander on her knees. Xander didn’t make a move to touch her or undo his jeans.

  “You’ll have to help him Si. He’s trying to contain his need for you and he doesn’t trust himself to touch you without losing control.” Jackson said, reading his best friend’s mind, knowing him well after years of being friends and sharing women. “I’ll guide you through it, if you need help.”

  O…okay.” Simone said, unsure of herself, as she reached up hesitantly to Xander’s belt buckle.

  With trembling fingers, Simone unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. She slowly pulled the zipper down and she looked up at him. Xander looked down at her with tender eyes that contradicted his earlier statement that they were just having a little fun. She recognized the look based off of the looks that Jackson gave her when he said something sweet. It encouraged her to continue.

  Grasping the waist of his jeans, Simone shimmied them down his hips and legs. Once they were at his ankles, Xander stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. His erection pushed against the soft material of his boxer briefs. Gently, Simone pulled the elastic waistband away and down from his skin, releasing his hardness with a bounce.

  Xander bent over to pull the briefs all the way down and kissed Simone softly on the lips, not able to resist with them in such close proximity. Standing up straight again, Xander waited with bated breath for the moment that she touched him.

  “Now wrap your hand around the base to control the position you want him in.” Jackson instructed.

  Simone followed Jackson’s command and wrapped her left hand around Xander’s manhood. She noticed a pearl of liquid at the tip that begged for her to taste. She licked her lips and looked up at Xander to see his chest rapidly rising and falling. Holding eye contact, she licked the fluid from the tip and Xander hissed and pumped his hips forward in response.

  His reaction spurred Simone on. Xander looked down as she opened her full decadent lips and slid them over the head of his cock boldly. She sucked gently on the mushroom cap. Xander’s eyes nearly crossed at the feeling of her warm wet mouth on him.

  “Ah God, Simone.” Xander gasped.

  “You’re doing good, Simone.” Jackson praised. “Now if you need help you can use your hands to give him rotating strokes down his length.”

  Simone gained confidence and took him further into her mouth and as instructed, rotated her hand down the rest of his length to the base and he shuttered in response. She released him on a gasp, taking in much needed air.

  “If you breathe through your nose it’ll help.” Jackson encouraged.

  Clearing her mind of everything but pleasuring Xander, Simone plunged her mouth down his length again and breathed through her nose. Xander shouted out at the unexpected move.

  “FUCK, Si!” Xander yelled as he thrust towards her mouth instinctively.

  The movement of his hips and his pants and groans, unexpectedly turned on Simone more than she would’ve imagined. Her hips reflexively started to undulate and she moaned around his hot steel. Her moan vibrating off of him made him grit his teeth and hiss in response.

  Jackson noticed how aroused she was by the act of pleasuring Xander and moved towards her. Lying down behind her, Jackson slid his face underneath her, between her legs. He saw that her labia and clit were swollen and glistening with her arousal. Lifting his head up, he licked up her cleft to her distended clit.

  Simone cried against Xander’s manhood at the unexpected assault on her clit. Jackson grasped her hips and pulled her down to sit on his face as he made love to her weeping pussy. Simone lost her hold on all control and decorum. Her hips thrashed violently as her head bobbed up and down Xander with vigor.

  Xander thought
he’d lost his mind. Simone losing all control was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, not to mention what she was doing to him. His hands dove into her hair, trying to slow down her movements before he came too quickly. But it was too late, her wild abandon made his scrotum draw up and with a force that was beyond his control, Xander exploded in her mouth before he could warn her.

  “SHIT!” Xander roared.

  At the same time that Xander came violently in her mouth, Simone’s body tensed over Jackson’s head and she released Xander on a scream. Her body was wracked with spasms as she fell over. And Xander unable to stand on his shaking legs any longer, crumpled to the floor next to her. Jackson laid where he was trying to catch his breath and licked his lips that still glistened with Simone’s honeyed nectar.

  “Oh…my…God! I think you both are trying to kill me.” Simone said with exhaustion, as she looked over at Jackson who once again was hard as a rock. “Not again! No more!”

  “Sorry.” Jackson said as he pulled her towards him.

  Chapter 8

  Simone woke with a start at the sound of a throat clearing. She was on her side, sandwiched between Jackson and Xander. Jackson spooned her from behind and his tree trunk like arm was wrapped around her waist and her head rested on his other arm like an extremely firm pillow. Xander faced her, his arm thrown over both her and Jackson, and her thick hair covered his face like a curtain.

  She heard a tapping sound and she looked over at where the sound was coming from and saw two pairs of feet above her, one of the four was tapping impatiently. Shocked, Simone looked up quickly to see two tall pretty blonde women standing over their naked and entwined bodies.

  “Hi.” The slightly younger looking one said brightly to Simone.

  “Uh…hello.” Simone said hesitantly, as Xander stirred slightly.

  Simone grasped his shoulder and shook him a little trying to wake him up.

  “Um…Xander? Wake up, there’s someone here.” Simone prodded him.

  “Huh?” Xander said in a groggy voice, blowing at her hair tickling his face.

  “We have company.” Simone urged.

  Xander finally swiped away at the hair covering his face and looked up. Glancing at the two women, realization dawned on his face.

  “Shit! Beth! Lanie! What are you doing here?” Xander exclaimed, looking around for something to cover the three of them, finding nothing.

  Jackson slowly started to stir, his arm tightened around Simone, pulling her snuggly against his body. Not realizing they had an audience, Jackson ground his hips into Simone, his hardening manhood in the crease of her cheeks. He moaned into her ear and kissed her neck gently.

  “Jackson! Stop it!” Simone loudly whispered. “We have guests!”

  Jackson looked up and seeing who it was, grabbed Simone tighter in the need to cover his naked form and more than a little aroused body.

  “Shit! Beth! Lanie!” Jackson parroted Xander’s earlier words. “What the fuck, girls!? What are you doing here? And why the hell didn’t you knock first?!” Jackson yelled at them.

  The older one crossed her arms over her chest with a huff.

  “Well, if either of you would’ve called or responded to our texts, during a blizzard I might add, we wouldn’t be here to make sure you’re okay. And it’s not like this is a private room to knock on. You are in the great room of the lodge or were you too occupied to notice?” She said with a raised eyebrow, glancing at Simone.

  “Um…is it possible to get introductions, it might make being naked in front of strangers a little easier.” Simone said to the room in general.

  “Hey! I’m Delanie.” The friendlier of the two waved, as Simone tried to remember where she had heard the name before.

  “Simone, these are my sisters, Bethany and Delanie. Beth, Lanie, this is Simone.” Xander said, somewhat exasperated.

  “Oh my God!” Simone cried out, covering her face with her hands. “On second thought, knowing just made being naked even worse! This is so embarrassing! Can one of you get a blanket or something?” Simone said between her fingers.

  “Uh…well I don’t want to traumatize my sisters or myself by showing my ass or anything else. And I doubt Jackson does either. So girls, could you please wait for us in the dining room? We’ll meet you there in a little bit.” Xander said, solving the dilemma they all found themselves in the middle of.

  “Alrighty. Come on Beth.” Delanie said as she pulled Bethany out of the room.

  Simone collapsed back on what she kept hoping was a fake bearskin rug that was in front of the large stone fireplace in the great room of the lodge. The night before after the three of them had had fun making dinner together in the massive lodge kitchen, they’d sat with their food and some cocktails in front of the roaring fire talking. One thing led to another and they’d made love in front of the huge fireplace and then quickly passed out snuggled together.

  At the time it had seemed like a good idea to Simone, now, not so much. She hastily got up and grabbed one of the throws that laid across the back of one of the couches and made a beeline for her room, without so much as a backward glance at the two men.

  Once she made it to her room, she fell face forward on the bed, burying her face in the blankets in humiliation. I wonder if they’d notice if I locked myself in here and didn’t come out ‘til it’s time for me to go back to Washington? Simone knew she was being irrational. For one, the guys had a master key to get into the room to drag her out. And two, she knew that she had to at least attempt to make a better second impression on Xander’s sisters, since the first one was a complete bust. Who gets caught butt-naked sandwiched between two men?! This girl! Oh my God, they probably think I’m a total skank!

  Simone reluctantly got up and walked into the bathroom for a quick shower. When she finished she piled her hair on top of her head in a messy bun and deliberated over what to wear. Finally she decided on a blue and black fitted flannel, a pair of black skinny jeans that she hated, but Amber had picked them out, and her black faux fur lined boots. She figured anything she picked to wear would be better than the birthday suit she was in when she’d first met them. Last, she grabbed her horn-rimmed glasses, that she had forgone in favor of contacts for the past few days, feeling that they would make her look like the nerd she was instead of the whore they probably perceived her to be.

  She took a deep breath and made her way down to the dining room to officially meet part of Xander’s family. As she walked up to the entrance to the dining room Simone heard lowered voices.

  “Really, Xander? Isn’t it about time that you and Jackson stop sleeping around with every easy girl you meet and find your own individual girlfriends?” Simone heard one of his sisters’ say, which she assumed was Bethany, considering the fact that in the few minutes Simone had seen her, she had a face like she’d just smelled a particularly nasty fart the entire time.

  “First off, Simone is far from easy.” Simone heard Jackson growl.

  “Yeah, right,” was Bethany’s smart-aleck reply.

  “She isn’t. She’s a twenty-nine year virgin and a complete innocent. Well as of a couple days ago, before Xan and I wore her down. How many twenty-nine year old ‘easy’ virgins have you met?” Jackson responded in a tone that brooked no argument.

  “Okay, fine. She’s a nice girl. But isn’t it time that you two settled down with two different women? Isn’t sharing getting a little old?” Bethany persisted.

  “I can’t tell you why we’re hardwired this way. We tried once to date separately, and we all know that didn’t work out very well. It’s what we do, so stop trying to change us.” Xander finally spoke up.

  At a pause in the conversation, Simone felt it was the perfect time to walk into the room. She walked around the corner and the four of them were sitting at a large table in the middle of the room, the men facing the doorway. When Jackson and Xander noticed her, they both stood up and Xander’s sisters turned to look at her.

  Head down looking at the floor, Sim
one awkwardly pulled at her shirt, trying to unsuccessfully hide her hips and butt, as she walked up to the table. Jackson held out his hand for her to take and she took it with shaking fingers.

  “You look beautiful. Don’t worry.” Jackson said, sensing her insecurity.

  He pulled her towards him and kissed her softly on her temple. And as she was getting accustomed to, he moved over one chair so that she could sit in between him and Xander.

  “Hey gorgeous. Sorry about all of this. I told you they show up randomly.” Xander winked at her, kissing her softly on the lips, before sitting down.

  Delanie watched her brother and ‘adopted’ brother interact with the shy girl, noticing a difference in the men that her stubborn sister probably didn’t. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but they seemed to treat her with a type of reverence. Especially Jackson, Xander seemed a little more reserved about it, but Jackson had his heart on his sleeve, which was probably why Bethany was so sour-faced about the whole thing, since she’d always had a secret crush on the huge man. Delanie assumed that was why Beth always hated the fact that the guys liked to share their women, more than the rest of the family. Her wish would never happen as long as he shared women with her brother.

  “So Simone, what brings you to Fairbanks? Since I’ve never met you before and I know everyone here. I can only assume you’re not from around here. And are you here by yourself? Because that’s unusual for a woman from the lower forty-eight -I’m assuming you’re from the lower forty-eight- to come up here all by herself?” Delanie babbled brightly, finally stopping long enough for Simone to respond.

  “Yes, I’m from Washington. And I’m here to meet my mother’s tribe for the first time. My friend Amber is coming up in about a week to meet me.” Simone answered, liking Delanie instantly.

  “Oh, how exciting! Why haven’t you met them before?” Delanie asked excited.