“I have a confession,” she said as they were sitting down to eat.
The men’s head swiveled. “Yes?” they asked in unison, nearly making her giggle.
“Nothing bad. The past two nights? They’re the first time I think I’ve used real dishes in…weeks. Sometimes, Tony and I would use them when we had people over, but usually it was just paper plates.”
“I should spank you for that scare,” Reed said, leaning in and kissing her.
“Ditto,” Lyle said, getting a kiss from her as well. “I was envisioning something horrible.”
“I don’t actually have anything horrible in my background,” she said. “The sad truth is I’m pretty dull. This is, in all honesty, the craziest thing I’ve done in my life.”
“Then we’re honored that we get to be the ones doing it with you,” Reed said.
After dinner, they both took their shirts off before they started cleaning up.
That…
She checked to make sure there wasn’t a line of drool slowly dripping from the corner of her mouth. In the light, she could see Reed’s tan lines, as well as the dusting of brown hair across his chest. Lyle had less hair on his chest, but a delicious-looking treasure trail that led from his navel and under the waistband of his shorts.
Lyle grinned. “We wouldn’t want to get our shirts wet.
“Right,” Reed said.
“You’re a couple of teases.”
“Guilty,” they said.
She joined them in the kitchen, speeding the process along. When they almost had the last dish in the dishwasher, Reed said, “Someone should probably walk Carlo now, because someone isn’t going to want to walk anywhere by the time we get done with her later.”
“Oooh, that sounds like a promise.”
He pulled the can of whipped cream out of the fridge, shook it, popped the cap, and shot a squirt of it into his mouth. “It was.”
She giggled. They had a silly side, and she loved that, too.
Uh, whut?
No, that could not have been the L-word cropping up in her brain, could it?
She called to Carlo, who looked a little depressed that his fun new friends were more interested in her than him, and got him walked, giving him a couple of extra cookies. With everything else done, the men surrounded her.
“What are you thinking?” Lyle asked.
“That I’m hornier than hell,” she said.
He grinned. “Good, because I swear I haven’t had a case of blue balls this bad since before he moved in with me.” He hooked a thumb at Reed.
“No shit,” Reed said.
“I…I bought condoms. I wasn’t sure what the protocol was. And lube.”
“Ooh, good girl,” Lyle said. “We did bring our own, though. So that just means we’ll have extras. We’re clean, and we brought our latest test.”
“It’s been a couple of years since we’ve been with anyone else,” Reed added.
“It’s been over five years since I’ve been with anyone, but I got tested quite a while after him. I’m clean. But I don’t have papers.”
“That’s okay,” Lyle said. “I somehow doubt you’d lie to us about that. But if you want to use condoms, we will.”
“I’m on the pill.”
Reed caught her hand and brought it to his lips, making it difficult for her to think. “Baby, another rule we have is it’s always okay to tell us no about something. Or yes. Or safeword. Just say red. Don’t trust us just because you think you have to. If you were anyone else, and we didn’t sort of know you already before we’d even met you, we’d be having a totally different discussion right now. I want you to understand that in case things don’t work out with us and you’re out and about again. This is your life we’re talking about. Don’t just accept someone’s say-so.”
“Okay. Then show me your test results.”
He reached into his back pocket, pulled out his wallet, and handed his to her. Lyle did the same.
She’d almost expected them not to, or to be offended she’d asked, but they did it without hesitation.
“Um, okay. Thanks.”
Reed smiled. “Warned you. Communication is forthright. Once you get a taste of that, that alone makes vanilla dating suck eggs.”
“Did you want to use condoms since you can’t see my results?”
“Do we have any reason not to trust what you’ve said?” Lyle asked.
“No.”
“Then okay. When you can, if you want, get a new set done and show us those. Easy.”
“I should have tried kinky dating years ago.”
“Yes, you should have.” Lyle pulled her in for a kiss. “Because maybe you wouldn’t have been dealing with all this alone.”
“Yeah, but maybe you’d been with my brother.”
“Yeah, that might have been awkward.”
“Or look at the other side, it might have been kinkier. Look at Rich, Nick, and Chelbie,” Reed said. “They’re brothers.”
“Ew. They do each other?”
“Not as far as we know,” Lyle said. “I sincerely doubt it. They’re fraternal twins.”
“Oh.” Come to think of it, some of the books on her Kindle involved brothers sharing a woman.
“What’s off-limits tonight?” Reed asked.
“I don’t know,” she said, wishing she’d put a little more thought into this instead of just fantasizing about it. “Nothing painful, please, Sir.”
Reed let out a groan and kissed her. “Oh. My. God. You calling me Sir…dammit. I love it. How about we leave it as sex, maybe a little sexy domination, maybe a few light bare-handed swats on the ass, and if we do something you aren’t sure about, you say yellow or red and we’ll stop. Deal?”
“Why is this so easy?” she asked.
“Because it’s so much damn fun,” Lyle said.
She thought they’d want to go right to the bedroom, but instead Reed went out to their car to grab a duffel bag before they got started. “Being prepared,” he said, digging into it. Their own overnight stuff, plus condoms and lube.
Then they sat on the couch and had her stand in front of them.
“Take your dress off for us, baby,” Lyle said. “Let us see you in the light.” It wasn’t glaringly bright. She’d shut off the kitchen lights. The living room was illuminated by two lamps and the TV which was playing unwatched.
“Slowly,” Reed said.
She blushed, slowly raising the hem and then pulling it off over her head before dropping it onto the coffee table behind her.
“Do you have a vibrator or a dildo?” Lyle asked her.
She felt her blush deepened.
“Ooh,” Reed said. “Go get it, baby girl. Your Sirs want a show.”
“Seriously?”
Reed arched an eyebrow.
“Seriously, Sir?”
“Either go get it, or safeword,” Lyle said. “Those are your two options, and either is acceptable.”
She went and got it out of her bedside drawer. Fortunately, it had fresh batteries in it.
“Hmm, we need to get you a better one,” Reed said when she returned with it. “Now turn it on and play with yourself with it, but don’t come.”
With her blush now creeping down her chest, she fumbled until she got it switched on. With it humming, she reached between her legs with it and started running it over her clit.
“Good girl,” Lyle said.
Chapter Eighteen
Watching Vanessa start to get over her initial bashfulness, Reed reached down and squeezed his cock through his shorts. He hadn’t worn briefs tonight and his cock ached, pressing against the zipper of his shorts.
They’d decided on the way over that they were going to take this slow. Well, okay, the two of them going down on her earlier had been spontaneous, but before they actually fucked her they both wanted to know for sure that was what she wanted.
There were plenty of ways they could make her come, and bunches of ways she could make them come, but you coul
dn’t unfuck someone once you’d done it.
And if she wasn’t really ready for that step, they didn’t want to rush her.
“That’s it, baby girl,” Lyle said, also rubbing his cock. “Work it inside you. Show us what you can do.”
Reed’s cock throbbed as she slowly started thrusting it inside her pussy, a little more of it disappearing with each stroke.
“Get it in you as deep as you can, sweetheart,” Reed said. “Then hold it there until we tell you, but don’t come.”
She whimpered a little, her head falling forward, her long, gorgeous hair falling forward and hiding her face as she got it worked nearly all the way to the base and kept it pressed there.
By the time she went to sleep tonight, they were going to wring every last orgasm out of her possible. Women were lucky and had the blessing of multiple orgasms.
And one of their shared kinks was seeing how many times they could make a woman come in one sitting, so to speak.
Not for their own egos, but because both men thought there was nothing more beautiful than a woman—or a man—caught up in the throes of that uncontrollable release, the pleasure of orgasming.
“Okay,” Reed said. “Pull it out and turn it off.”
She did, and Reed didn’t miss how her eyes looked a little glazed. Maybe not subspacey, but he suspected she’d definitely have that potential.
If they could get her there just with sensual play, even better.
He leaned forward and crooked a finger at her, drawing her close. She approached, and he said, “Spread your legs for me, baby girl.”
She did.
He looked up into her eyes as he reached out and traced her clit with his finger. “Is our baby girl horny?”
She nodded.
He slowly slipped the finger inside her, playing dirty, hooking it and using that to gently tug her even closer. “Hands behind your back,” he softly said.
She complied.
Lyle leaned forward and captured her right nipple between his lips while Reed did the same to her left.
She let out a needy moan.
Reed slowly started fucking her with his finger again, adding two, and then adding a third only when he was certain she could easily take it.
She rocked her hips, but kept her hands behind her back as they’d ordered.
He sat back, letting go of her nipple, as did Lyle. That made her gasp, her moans turning to whines when he pulled his fingers from her pussy.
He reached up. “Open,” he said.
She did. When he slid his fingers into her mouth, she eagerly sucked and licked them, desperately.
His cock throbbed, pissed off such great oral action was being wasted on fingers that couldn’t adequately appreciate it.
“Good girl,” Lyle said. “Good girls always like to lick and suck what’s put in their mouths.”
She moaned around Reed’s fingers.
He pulled them from her mouth. “Give me your vibrator.”
She handed it over.
“Now get on your knees and ask your Sir, Lyle, if you can suck his cock.”
* * * *
Hell, she’d beg, if she had to!
She dropped to her knees in front of Lyle, looking up into his eyes. “Sir, may I please suck your cock?”
“Hmm. Good girls swallow. Reed and I both swallow. If I let you suck my cock, and I give you a load of my cum, are you going to swallow like a good girl?”
She eagerly nodded. “Yes, Sir!”
He gathered her hair into one hand and pulled her face into his lap. “Kiss it first, before you unzip it. And be careful, I’m commando.”
She ran her lips over the shape of it through the fabric, wishing it was inside her.
“Good girl. You can take it out and play with it.”
Mindful not to catch him in the zipper, she wrapped her fingers around his hot shaft and eagerly swallowed it as far as she could.
His fingers tightened in her hair as he let out a moan. “Oh, fuck, baby. Such a sweet mouth.”
She realized Reed had gotten up from the couch and was now kneeling behind her. She wasn’t sure what he was going to do until she heard the vibrator click on and she felt him begin to run it up and down between her slick pussy lips before slowly sliding it home inside her.
She let out a moan of pleasure as Lyle held her head with both hands. “Yeah,” he said. “Just like that. Just think, that will soon be a real cock inside you, not that plastic one. Two cocks fucking your gorgeous body. We’re going to work up to getting you used to having our cocks in your ass, too. Not tonight, that’ll take a while. But the first time we have both our cocks in you at the same time? One in your ass and one in your pussy? We’re going to use a real vibrator on you that will make that one look weak and make you come until we’re ready to let you stop coming. Feel your body squeezing our cocks, over and over.”
That mental image was almost enough to shove her over the edge.
Reed was stroking her ass and back with one hand while he slowly fucked her with the vibrator. “You can come, by the way. As many times as you are able to. The more, the better.” He started fucking her harder and faster with the vibrator, shoving her over the edge. She cried out around Lyle’s cock when her orgasm hit her.
“That’s it,” Lyle said, now in control and fucking her mouth. “Keep screaming around my cock. Jeez, that feels so damn good when you do that.”
Reed’s free hand had settled on her lower back, resting there. “Can’t wait to feel it myself.”
“Oh, fuck, baby,” Lyle gasped. “I won’t last much longer. Swallow every drop I give you.”
She was no longer in any kind of control. Not of her body, and not of her pleasure. She realized she was rocking back and forth between Reed’s hand fucking her with the vibrator, and Lyle’s cock, until she ripped apart from the inside out and Reed’s free hand ended up under her, lightly rolling her clit between his fingers and only dragging out the orgasm even longer.
Nothing had ever felt this good, and she wasn’t regretting her decision to do this in the slightest.
That was pretty much the last conscious thought she had for a few minutes, until she was swallowing a load of hot cum from Lyle and Reed finally relented, turning the vibrator off but holding it embedded inside her body.
As Lyle sat there recovering his breath, he stroked her head, his softening cock still in her mouth. “Good girl,” he said. “Always hold your Sir’s cock until he tells you you can let it go.”
She whimpered in agreement.
“How long you gonna be?” Reed asked. “I’m just sayin’.”
“Give me a second.” He finally lifted her head from his cock and leaned in to kiss her. “Sit up, baby.”
She did, on shaky knees.
He slid out of the way, then she felt Lyle’s hand take her place holding the vibrator inside her while Reed unzipped and removed his shorts and sat, naked, where Lyle had.
He also gathered her hair up in one hand. “Okay, baby. He’s going to make you come again while you suck my cock. Make it loud.”
She eagerly leaned in and sucked down his cock, enjoying his moans of pleasure as she did.
But then Lyle moved, pushing her knees wider apart, until she realized he was sliding under her.
When he grabbed her ass and pulled her pussy down over his mouth, she realized what he was up to, but then he switched the vibrator on and her world shattered again, so she didn’t care.
“Fuck, yeah,” Reed said. “Holy crap, that’s amazing.”
Well, the feel of Lyle’s lips on her clit, along with the vibrator humming along inside her pussy, was pretty damned amazing, too. She started humping Lyle’s face as she sucked and licked Reed’s cock.
“That’s it. Grind that pussy down on his face,” Reed urged. “Now that he’s got you coming, he’s not going to stop.”
She felt wanton and free and dirty and reborn all at the same time.
She loved it.
No j
udgment, no fear, no shame. These men urging her on, loving what she was doing.
And she was loving what they were doing to her.
“Going to give you a second load,” Reed said. “Get ready, baby. Be our good girl.”
Another whine from her. Those two damn words.
Good girl.
Fuck.
She’d do anything to hear them say those words in that tone.
Sweetly tangy pre-cum was followed soon after by Reed letting out a groan and filling her mouth with his juices. She started swallowing, desperate not to lose a drop, not wanting to disappoint him, either of them.
Once he’d finished, she knelt there, still moaning, shuddering, weak, because Lyle was still fucking her with the vibrator and licking and sucking on her clit.
Reed nudged him with his foot. “Time, dude. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
* * * *
Lyle could have laid there eating her pussy all night long. Instead, he pulled the vibrator out of her, shut it off, then climbed out from under her.
Reed eased her head off his cock and Lyle replaced it with the vibrator, slowly thrusting it between her lips while she licked it clean.
Fuuuck.
Reed finally pulled that out of her mouth and then helped her to her feet. “To the bedroom,” he said.
She led the way on legs that looked a little shaky. In her room, she flipped on the overhead light, but that was too bright. When she turned on a bedside lamp, Lyle shut off the overhead lights before following them over to the bed.
Reed had grabbed their bag, and he set it on the floor next to her bed. Then he pulled down the covers and eased her onto the bed, straddling her chest and lacing his fingers through hers to pin her hands over her head.
“Time for you to get me hard again, baby,” he said. “And while you do that, Lyle will give you a little incentive.”
Lyle pushed her thighs apart and went to work on her pussy again with his mouth. He handed Lyle the vibrator, and Lyle slid it inside her after turning it on.
Her mouth opened wide, her gasps and cries of pleasure already doing a lot to stir his cock a second time. He eased his member into her mouth and she eagerly sucked and licked.
“Fuck yeah,” he whispered. “Baby girl, you’re a perfect dream.”
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