He reached down, feeling his way down her body, until his hand rested on that wet spot between her legs. She eagerly pressed up against his hand, rubbing up against him, until she felt the tip of his cock press against her, and she lifted her hips high, helping him enter her. As he glided into her, she bit down on his lip and rolled it between her lips sucking slightly. He was big, and having him fill her eased some of that carnal hunger she felt.
Her arms involuntarily wrapped around his back side, her nails raked across his back as she just let the sensations fill her body, just reacted to his body and responded in kind to his fevered thrusts.
She closed her eyes in ecstasy, feeling that she was on the edge of a cliff, and if she could just get pushed over the edge, she would orgasm. "Ooooh, just give it to me baby."
"You like that?" He hardened inside of her, sensing her arousal.
He grabbed the cheeks of her round ass and pulled himself into her, burying himself inside of her. He filled her to the hilt, and touched the length of her womb.
"Oh Alan!" Her body stiffened under him as she climaxed spiraling in a dizzy spiral of desire and lust. Her lips tingled in the aftermath of her climax. But he had not come yet, and he was still reining in his control, keeping a steeled composure over himself. He moved in and out of her slick opening before withdrawing completely. He did a pushup
over her body, leaving her cold.
Sherry gasped in surprise. He wasn't planning on finishing inside of her?
"But you didn't—"
"Shhh. It's okay. Close your legs Darling." He said silkily.
Sherry obediently did as she was told, and closed her legs tightly. He laid on top of her once more, his cock pressed tightly against her legs, and he began to slide against her, in a steady rhythm right onto her swollen nub.
"I like the way you feel inside of me. So hard. So hot." She rasped out.
"I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you Sherry in that sexy black dress of yours." He grunted out. "It barely covers those pretty little panties of yours. It made me feel like an animal I wanted to rip them off of you and just fuck you on the patio." He said as he pushed the material even higher on her stomach. It was only a few more of his gliding strokes before he came on her. His milky seed spilling onto the lips of her pussy and spurting over her belly. He lay there like that with her for a moment before rolling off of her and looking for something to clean up with. He managed to find a towel that was neatly folded in the chest of drawers and cleansed her body from the sticky liquid.
Sherry wasn't through lingering in bed. She didn't feel ready to go back to the party yet. Before he could mop up all the seed, she used one finger to swipe it and brought it to her mouth sucking all the juice off, tasting a musky mix of herself and him. She wouldn't be denied her enjoyment of this.
Alan moaned out, "You are killing me Sherry."
"Why? Because I want to know what you taste like?"
"Yes. Damn it, now I am hard again."
She looked down to see, he was indeed hard again, ready for her once more. He jutted out proudly from his hips, his cock standing at attention and she could feel a heat between her own legs, and a throbbing sensation as her blood pulsed in anticipation. She smiled, licking her lips to let him know that she was ready for him.
"I am ready if you are."
"No. We have to get back otherwise the other people might come looking for us."
"They could join the party. This is where all the fun is anyways."
"There is plenty of time for that tonight. Are you staying here tonight?"
"I had not really thought about it. I just thought I would go home. Why?"
"It's not really safe to drink and drive, so I will be staying here tonight. If you wanted to spend the night, I am sure we could find a warm bed for you somewhere."
"Mmmm…Sounds nice. Like in your bed?"
"If that is where you want to be." He said, not even attempting to cover his nudity.
Sherry sighed before giving his body one last sweeping look. They would have to get dressed, but at least she would have something to look forward to. "I am game. I would love to spend the night Alan."
"Good, then let's get dressed and get back to the party."
Chapter Three
Sean was staring at her, not saying anything to her, but he was just staring at her. Ever since she and Alan had come back he had been looking at her as if he knew her secret. They had come back from the boat separately. She wasn't sure if he really knew, but how could he? Maybe it was that way she giggled to every joke she heard, and smiled no matter what she heard, or the way she kept sneaking glances at Alan. No matter.
It didn't really matter, it wasn't like there was ever anything between her and Sean. They were only friends.
She broke the ice with him first, telling him she wasn't quite used to drinking and could she please stay over the night tonight? It would only be until the morning and then she would leave right away. It was the weekend so everyone could sleep in the next morning. She could even make herself useful and help to clean up.
Sean agreed right away and Sherry left the conversation feeling giddy with excitement. She could hardly wait until tonight. It had been a long time since she had a lover and she planned on taking advantage of him tonight.
Over and over again.
Chapter Four
The last guest left around two in the morning. Sean shut the door as Sherry watched him. The house was eerily quiet and Alan was somewhere else in the house. God where had that man disappeared to? Maybe she would get lucky and find him already waiting for her in bed.
Mmmm…What a delicious thought.
Time to go to bed.
Sherry stretched and let out a very loud and fake yawn.
"Mmmm. Thanks for letting me stay the night Sean."
He just stared at her, with his arms folded against his chest. His muscular frame leaned up against the door, one leg kicked up against the door. What was that in his eyes? Anger? Mistrust? Lust? Was she just imagining the hidden emotion just beneath the surface? There was something hidden in the smoky depths of his eyes, but she wasn't sure she understood what.
What did it really matter? She wouldn't be spending the night in Sean's arms tonight she would be spending the night in Alan's.
Sherry rose to her feet, and then she looked around and asked in her most innocent voice, "So where will I be sleeping tonight?"
He came to her, and took her hand in his tugging her along to the hallway that led to the back bedrooms of the house, he waved to a mahogany door that Sherry assumed was Alan's door, or was it Sean's? "There is plenty of beds around here. Alan is staying in the room next to mine."
How was this going to work out if she didn't even know whose room she would be sneaking off into?
This was going to be impossible!
"You know there is something I have been meaning to talk to you about all evening." Sean spoke to her in a soft sexy voice as he led her down the hallway.
"Mmm-hmm." Sherry murmured, barely listening. She tried to peer in the open doors as they passed, hoping to figure out whose bedroom was whose. But it was no use. She was clueless.
"But then you disappeared and I couldn't find you for hours."
"Hours? It wasn't that long was it?"
"Yeah it was." Sean had a curious expression on his face and then it suddenly hardened. "I just wanted to talk about—Oh damn it all Sherry! Let me just show you." He spun her around and pressed her up against the wall. She could feel his hard cock grind up against her thighs as he kissed her deeply.
Passionately.
She felt herself weaken against him, her strength was sapped from her as she felt the desire overtake her body. A throbbing sensation worked itself between her legs, and she felt a pressure clench in her stomach. A familiar wetness was there between her legs, and even she could smell her own musky scent as he kissed her.
She moaned against him as his tongue invaded her mouth. Determined to conquer h
er. To make her his.
And she was so ready to surrender to him. This was Sean and she trusted Sean. She liked Sean.
What was wrong with her? She just slept with his friend and now she was ready to jump into bed with Sean. Should she tell him?
Should she tell him what they did tonight, before he made any more moves on her?
Sean kissed her lips, breaking away to kiss her chin, her neck. His body slid against hers as he worked his way down, he didn't stop at her firm round breasts. Most men enjoyed playing with her firm breasts and she expected he would find her nipples very aroused if he did. She felt so hot. So ready. Her breathing came fast, and her pulse pounded in her ears.
He kissed her stomach through the thin material, as he dropped to his knees. What did he think he was going to do?
She gasped out as he lifted her dress, pushing it up out of his way. Oh no. She forgot to put her panties back on from her earlier adventure. Would he say anything about that? He didn't seem to mind. He had full access to her ripe pink flesh. He chuckled softly before he kissing her, and then he licked her sensitive flesh, tasting her salty sweet desire that sprang out of her.
Sherry bit her fist, stifling a moan at the back of her throat. It was too much. Sean had her ready to scream out and knowing that Alan could come around the corner at any moment and see them this way. It was scary and at the same time it thrilled her to her core.
He sank his lips onto her clit, his teeth just grazing her flesh, and worked the nub of flesh between his teeth, lashing it with his tongue.
Oh God.
The man had a magic tongue.
Sherry let out a moan, raking her fingers through his hair, spreading her legs wider and then she saw him, and she stiffened.
They were being watched.
She felt so much fear, so much lust and yet she never felt so fully aware of herself as a woman as she did at that moment.
Alan stood not twenty feet from them. He was quietly watching them in the shadows, and had not said anything. He had not interrupted them, he had not made a scene. But what he had done spoke volumes. He had his pants unzipped and was working at his own cock in silent strokes, and a devilish smile played at his lips.
Had they played this game before with another woman? Sherry was too far gone to care, She closed her eyes, arching her neck back and letting loose the moan of ecstasy she had been holding in. Her fingers clutched at Sean's hair pulling him closer to her, silently imploring him to satisfy her as she so desperately needed.
She imagined what it would be like to have the adoring attention of two handsome men. Sean would continue licking her, making her come with his tongue, and Alan would be kissing her, sucking her tits, or maybe he would have her give him a blowjob at the same time. The possibilities were endless.
She had to think of a way to get him to come over to play.
It was such a turn on to know she was being watched and to know that she was the cause of Alan's arousal. Just then she watched him as his seed poured into his hand in spurts and the deft strokes of Alan's tongue was too much to bear. She came, and she came hard, her body was wracked with tiny shudders, her knees nearly gave out on her. If it wasn't for Sean holding her up, she would have collapsed right there.
He rose silently, his body rubbing up against her body, and then dropped a kiss on her waiting lips. She could taste herself. Her arousal and she could taste him. Clean and masculine.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He grabbed her without letting his lips leave hers, lifting her up by her ass. She squealed as she was lifted off the ground. Her legs wrapped around his hips, as she held onto him, letting him carry her to his bedroom.
Was Alan still watching? Was he disappointed that she had not met with him tonight as she had promised? Or an even better question. Would he join her now?
Sherry looked over Sean's shoulder satisfied to see Alan was still watching them. With one hand she motioned for him to follow them into Sean's bedroom and to her delight, he did.
Chapter Five
Sean plopped her onto the bed, unceremoniously.
"My turn." She said silkily, as she got herself into a kneeling position. She pulled him down onto the bed and worked at his pants,
"Come here sexy. I want to taste you."
He flipped onto his back and let her work her magic. She kneeled over the top of him, keeping her ass high in the air, knowing what a tempting sight it would be when Alan saw them here like this.
With her moist pussy revealed for his pleasure, he would want to join in on the fun for sure.
She closed her eyes as she sank her lips around Sean's cock. She licked him from the base of his cock to the tip, tracing the blood vessel that ran under it. She was rewarded as he hardened under her mouth, and he pulsed as she wrapped her small white fingers around the base of his cock. Sean moaned under her careful but loving attention.
Then she felt it. Alan had joined them here on the bed. The bed moved slightly as his weight shifted it. His masculine hands were on her hips and she felt the lips of her ass get parted as he readied her for him. Two fingers worked her clit and one finger slipped inside of her rosy opening, stretching her open. He brought lube and prepared her for the act. She was nervous but she tried not to tighten for him and remain relaxed. He thrust in and then removed his finger, stretching her even wider, he used two fingers. With the lubrication he moistened her back door.
"Relax sweetheart. It goes easier if you do." Alan purred willing her to relax her muscles for his entrance.
"Fuck man. I was wondering when you would get here." Sean grunted. His dick grew even harder in her mouth.
Sean had to have known Alan was there in the hallway watching them too. How else could he have known to expect him?
Alan probed her ass with the tip of his cock, then slowly he spread her as he pushed inside, not all the way just halfway in, then he withdrew slightly and he pressed further until he was in as far as she could take him.
She gasped out, never feeling such a delicious full feeling before, with Alan's cock in her ass, and Sean's cock in her mouth, she had never felt so whole. Or so alive. He body shuddered in delight as Alan took her from behind, and she angled herself up to make his entrance easier. She worked at Seans' cock frantically. She wanted to feel him come inside her mouth, so she could taste him.
Her body shook uncontrollably, in spasms as her orgasm shook her. Her breathing came fast and hard as she felt Alan's balls bounce against her wet pussy. One hand drew lazy circles around her clit and then pinched it, just as she came again. She moaned uncontrollably as the second orgasm racked her body.
Her legs shook and she could barely control her body's reaction.
Damn. If this continued, she wouldn't be able to stand up tomorrow. She wasn't sure she could stand up now.
Everything seemed to happen at once.
She felt Alan come inside of her ass, his body stiffened as he pressed into her as far as he could, his seed spilling out into the cheeks of her ass. Her muscles of her ass clenched around him tightly pushing him out and his seed ran down her thigh. Just then, Sean came in her mouth and his cum rolled down her tongue, drips spilled out of her mouth and she licked at it with her tongue. Then she hungrily lapped at the tip of his cock to ensure she drank every bit of him.
She lay like that for a moment before Alan withdrew from her, and then she collapsed onto Sean's body. Alan snuggled into the space next to her, so that she was nicely packed between two very
masculine and sexy bodies.
It was better than any wet dream she had ever experienced. But then when you thought about reality, how did you make something like this work. Who would she pick to keep in her life?
Better yet, were either of them even interested in a relationship? "So how do we work this out?"
"Work what out?" Alan cradled her closer to his body, with one arm pulling her close into his body, his cock snuggled into her slightly sore ass.
"Don't play like you d
on't understand. You know what I mean. About you. Me. Us." Sherry said, suddenly doubting the wisdom of her decision to sleep with two men at once. It felt good at the time, but should she have done it? Should it continue? No one would ever accept her having two boyfriends.
"We can work something out. Like visitation rights. You can have him on Sunday through Tuesday and I will get you Thursday through Saturday."
"Huh? What about Wednesday?" Sherry asked curiously.
"One night of the week we will get together and share, and since he will have to drop you off anyways, we might as well have a private party." Sean rolled on top of Sherry and teased the her neck with feather light kisses, tickling her skin.
If this was anything to go by, than the private parties were going to make Wednesdays her favorite day of the week.
About the Author
Missy Lyons is a mother of two young girls and married to the man of her dreams. She currently resides in Nashville, TN and is a full time writer of romance and erotica. You can find out more at her website www.missylyons.com.
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