by Jane Jamison
Charlie came in front of her, yanked his jeans down and off along with his boots, then followed them with his shirt. He was just as built as his brother with a bit more chest hair spreading along the hollow between his pecs.
“Are you trying to tease me?”
“Silence, babe.” Charlie kissed the side of her neck and lightly brushed his fingers over one nipple. “Remember what we told you. Don’t talk unless we tell you to.”
It was against her nature. And yet, wasn’t that part of the fun? Still, she couldn’t resist teasing them. “Yes, sir.” She poured sarcasm into her tone.
Jesse whacked her bottom. “Watch your tone. Otherwise, we might think you don’t mean what you say.”
Should she answer with a polite yes, sir? Or keep quiet? She said nothing, knowing it would be hard to keep from toying with them.
Charlie dropped to her side on his knees. His fingers tickled a little as they traveled over her butt cheek to her asshole. “I’m going to fuck you from behind, babe. You’re going to love it.”
Because it was him, she was sure he spoke the truth. The thought of it, however, was scary and again, exciting. Each time they were together, the men gave her new thrills, the kind she’d only dreamed about experiencing.
“You liked being watched in the barn, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to get someone to watch us now?”
She didn’t think she should say yes, but the urge to do so was eating her alive. At last, she gave in. “Yes.”
“Really? How about that, bro? Our female wants us to bring someone in to watch.”
Jesse pinched her nipples, then swiped his tongue over one, then the other. “Who would you like to watch, sugar? Men or women?”
Her body tingled as they skimmed their hands over her flesh. Her body screamed that she was alive and her nerve endings were on fire. She’d enjoyed having men watch her, but would it be the same with women watching? “I’m not sure.”
“How about both?”
Would Jesse really call women and men in together to watch them? Was she really ready for that? Again, her answer fell out of her as though she were unable to say no. “Yes.”
Charlie came to his feet. “I never expected you to say yes to that.” He glanced at his brother. “Should we do it, bro? Should we give her what she wants?”
“Maybe. But it would have to be in a limited way.”
She glanced at them, afraid to ask what they were thinking.
“Then let’s keep this to ourselves for now.” Charlie tugged her to him. “We’ll save the other for later.”
The other?
“Good idea. Until then, let’s get her used to how we like it.”
Charlie stepped away again as Jesse went to his knees. “Spread your legs, sugar, and don’t look down.”
She did as she was told and didn’t look down as Charlie gave something to Jesse. Something soft rubbed over her thighs, startling her as it began to vibrate. Her body ached with arousal, and without thinking, she spread her legs wider.
Jesse’s chuckle wafted warm air onto her thighs. “Do you want it?”
“Yes.”
“As if I needed you to tell me. Your cream is shiny on your legs.”
“And her nipples are as hard as rocks. Sweet, brown rocks.” Charlie took a nipple into his mouth.
The hum of the vibrator grew louder. She jerked as Jesse skimmed it along her thigh, over her mons, then onto the other thigh. Her body trembled as he put it to her entrance and held it there.
“You’d like me to shove this into you, wouldn’t you?”
“Please.”
He did, pushing it slowly inside her pussy. She let out a cry and thrust her pelvis forward, urging him to shove it all the way in.
“Easy, sugar.” He slid it into her a little more. But it was his tongue easing her pussy lips apart that caught her by surprise.
She couldn’t hold back her climax. Instead, she screamed it out. Her body shook, and the wild ride that began in her pussy rushed through the rest of her. If Jesse hadn’t had his face pressed against her, his arm wrapped around her to hold her legs, she might have crumpled to the floor.
His tongue laved over her clit, then down to her pussy. The noises he made sucking up her cream sent a second orgasm to follow the first. She cried out as he shoved the vibrator in and out, matching the rhythm of his tongue. He slurped up her juices, his delighted moans music to her ears.
When Jesse pulled it out of her and moved away, she cried out again, not in ecstasy, but in complaint. The pain of his leaving her was almost more than she could bear.
Charlie’s groan sounded more like a growl as he bent over, wrapped his arms around her, picked her up, and tossed her onto her stomach on top of the bed. She yelped as he pulled her onto her knees, then slid beside her. Showing just how strong he was, he lifted her again, then placed her on top of him, her legs on either side of his head.
“I want a taste of that sweet cream.” Pulling her down, he crammed his face against her pussy and drank from her.
She cried out, the tornado of lust she’d thought had started to wind down spun wild again. He swept his tongue through her moist labia, his growl-moan reverberating against her flesh, making vibrations that reminded her of the vibrator. He flipped the tip of his tongue over her tender clit, then circled her pussy before diving back in. Her body was torn between letting the approaching explosion go free or hanging on for more, begging for more.
She felt the dip of the bed when Jesse got on it and came in front of her, his back against the headboard. “Suck me, sugar.”
She took his cock in, filling her mouth and hollowing her cheeks as she dragged in every inch. He tasted salty and musky, the aroma of his arousal hitting her in the face. He tunneled his fingers through her hair, keeping her stable as he helped her move back and forth over his cock. He took a nipple between his fingers, tormenting it with twists and pinches.
Charlie ate at her pussy lips, then sucked again on her clit. His fingers found their way into her hot sheath, and she clamped down on them, tightening her pussy muscles as much as she could, then moaned her delight.
“Please, fuck me.”
But he didn’t respond. At least not with his voice. Instead, he plunged his fingers in and out of her pussy. Once, then twice, he passed over the sensitive pad, sending her already sky-high lust into orbit. She was flying, the whirlwind whipping around her, racing over her skin as she trembled, her body screaming for release. He pumped her, his mouth treating her clit to both agony and pleasure, alternating between the two extremes and driving her insane.
Jesse worked his hips with her sucking. His breathing was hard, but even, matching the rhythm. “Pussy or ass, Charlie. Take your pick now, but make it quick. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.”
“Ass,” came the agonized answer. “Now.”
She cried out as Jesse pushed her away and Charlie let her fall to the side. He pulled her onto her belly, then undid the cuffs and tossed them away. Tugging her onto her hands and knees, he got behind her.
“Go ahead.” Jesse jumped off the bed, then stood at the side. “I’m going to love watching you take her.”
“Charlie?”
He slapped her butt. “Quiet and listen up. Have you done this before?”
She shook her head. Although she’d attempted to do it before, she hadn’t gone through with it. The thought was just too frightening. It had to be painful.
“Here, Charlie.” Jesse handed something to his brother.
The squirting sounds she heard next told her it was lube. Charlie held on to her rump as he lubed up his cock.
“Do you trust me, babe? Answer.”
“Yes.”
“Good. Then concentrate on breathing. Take it nice and slow. Just regular breathing.”
Telling her to take it slowly was easier than her actually doing it. She closed her eyes, trying to follow his directions.
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�That’s good. Now take a deep breath.”
She glanced at Jesse. The love, the adoration on his face overwhelmed her, at once relaxing her. They cared for her and she knew they’d never hurt her.
“Now let it out.”
She exhaled. As she did, Charlie eased his cock into her ass. It was painful just as she’d imagined. She balked, ready to tell him to stop when Jesse moved beside her and brushed her hair over one shoulder.
“Don’t stop now. It’ll get better.” He smiled, reassuring her. Yet the wicked gleam in his eye was what kept her going. “A lot better.”
The pain, the burn that tore at her anus grew hotter, stronger. But as she continued to concentrate on her breathing, it hit her. The pain was different now and felt good. Much better than she’d ever hoped it would feel. She clenched her butt cheeks as Charlie slid into her even more.
“Easy, babe. Take it slow.”
“Please. I need both of you.”
Charlie paused, then without warning, she was on her side. He slid his cock back inside her ass. Jesse dipped the bed as he moved in front of her.
“Put your leg over mine, sugar.”
She did, then dropped her gaze to watch him slip his purple, vein-lined cock inside her pussy. He was huge, but he felt even bigger inside her. His curved shaft pushed at her pussy walls, setting up friction that swept outward. She cried out, filled from back to front with both of her men. Her pussy walls clamped around his huge cock, and she grabbed his shoulder, pulling his face to her nipple.
“That’s our girl.”
Charlie slapped her butt cheek, adding more sinful sensation to the already tumultuous storm spreading through her. She was dominated, completely and fully, by the two men who had come to mean so much to her. Secure in their arms, she felt nothing could ever frighten her again.
Possessed, she wanted to possess them in return. Squeezing her pussy and her butt cheeks, she clamped down on them as hard as she could, capturing them with her body.
“Fuck, yeah. That’s it, babe.”
Jesse moaned, then let her nipple go with a satisfying pop. “Did you feel that, bro? She tightened down even harder. I swear I could feel it for the both of us.”
Another slap on her rump brought a chuckle from Charlie. “Fuck, but I love her ass. It’s just the right size. Not too big and not too small.”
Jesse reached around and gave her a spanking, too. “You’re right. She’s perfect.”
They worked together, three becoming one, as they set up a rhythm that was good for each of them. The men caressed her, mixing those tender touches with slaps and spanks that sent her lust rising even higher. They thrust in and out of her, sometimes moving in at the same time, then switching it up without saying as much, so that one man rammed into her while the other pulled out. Then again, they’d change and go smoothly into the different rhythm together.
Soon they picked up the pace, their bodies moving fast and hard against her, the slapping of their sweat-slickened bodies making soft squishy sounds.
She was burning from the inside out, the heat that had begun in her pussy and her ass laying waste to the rest of her body. Her body tightened, holding her already constricted muscles, ready to spring out with her release. She tried to think, then gave up and let the emotions and sensations take her.
Jesse slid his hand between her legs and took her clit between his fingers. “Cream for me. Let it go.” He groaned and laid his forehead against her as his own cock readied for release.
She heard what he said, but it didn’t matter. She was lost, no longer controlled by them, but by her body. The next thrust of both their cocks inside her, along with his fingers gripping her clit, sent her over the edge.
She threw her head back and screamed, crying out first Jesse’s then Charlie’s name. Her body broke apart, the tension crumpling her muscles as the giant storm that had brewed inside her barreled outward. Her pussy and ass clenched and unclenched as her body shook, then shuddered, then began again. She closed her eyes, hearing their own cries of orgasmic relief. They clutched her, and in that one blissful moment, she gave herself to them, mind, body, and soul.
When the real world, the world of rational thought finally came back, she lay between them, her breathing still labored, her mind jumbled with feelings. They withdrew their cocks, giving her a feeling of loss until their touches reassured her. Their breathing was labored like hers, their hard, hot bodies pressed against her cooling flesh.
Jesse flipped over onto his back, and she shifted, pulling her body against his even as Charlie kept close.
Jesse palmed her cheek. “Don’t worry about anything. We’ll keep you safe. We promise.”
She smiled, kissed his center of his hand. “I know.”
Charlie let out an agonized sigh. “What happened in the woods—”
“Is over.” She turned onto her back so she could see his face. “I’m not going to let it scare me and neither should you. I’m fine.”
Yet the look they gave each other said that they didn’t believe her. She knew she wouldn’t convince them otherwise, so she didn’t try again. Only time would heal the hurt she’d endured as well as the misery they’d suffered from the attack.
She trembled as the fear she’d felt in the woods threatened to take her. But no. She wouldn’t let it ruin their time together. Shoving it from her, she closed her eyes.
Chapter Eight
Carolina took a seat on one of the many logs that faced the roaring campfire and nursed her third beer. She wasn’t a big drinker, but tonight called for throwing back a few brews. She’d already had one drink that Lisa-May had offered her even though it had tasted a little off. Had she drunk the beer too fast? Was that why it had left a funny aftertaste? But at least the second one she’d snagged from one of the many coolers sitting around the campsite had tasted better.
Along with roasted marshmallows on sticks, an old-time chuck wagon sat on the far side. Four heavy-duty grills served up burgers and hot dogs as the smoke lazily drifted into the night sky.
Charlie and Jesse had finally loosened the hold they’d placed on her wandering around the ranch. Nothing had happened in the past two days, and since she didn’t have to return to work, she’d stayed on, unwilling to leave the men who were becoming her world. Ms. Millicent said she was welcome to stay as long as she wanted. She’d told the men that she was staying a little while longer and they were thrilled. And yet, they still hadn’t mentioned anything about staying indefinitely.
Rae had called, checking in on the report that she’d been attacked. She’d done her best to reassure her friend that she was fine, but Rae had promised she’d get home as soon as she could. Carolina couldn’t help but smile at the idea of Rae and her two men charging back to rescue her.
The ranch hands, many of whom she’d finally met and learned their names, milled around the area. The fire and moonlight along with lanterns placed around the exterior of the camp area provided ample light yet still maintained the cozy atmosphere. The crackling of the flames accompanied the flickering fire, and she sighed, relaxing.
“Hi, Caro. You remember my brother, Joey, right?”
She looked up to find Lisa-May and Joey taking seats on either side of her. For whatever reason, Lisa-May had started calling her by the shortened version of her name. She didn’t mind. Although the young girl could grate on her nerves at times, she couldn’t help but like her bubbling personality. Joey was just as nice as she was.
The aroma of their hot dogs topped with chili and cheese wafted over to her. “Hi, you two. Boy, that looks good.”
“Would you like us to fetch you a dog?”
A man seated on a log not far from hers lifted his lip in a snarl.
“Sorry, Carl. It won’t happen again.”
She shifted so the man wouldn’t see her. Lowering her voice, she asked, “What are you sorry about?”
He glanced at the man. “They don’t like the words fetch or dog around here. It’s better to call them fran
kfurters.”
“But why? What’s wrong with those words?”
“It just a thing on the ranch.” He shrugged. “Uh, so did you want something to eat?”
“No, thanks, Joey. I’m waiting on Charlie and Jesse to bring me a plate.” Her gaze drifted to her men.
Yeah. My men. Isn’t that amazing?
She was lucky to have found one man, let alone a second one who loved her as much as they did. She lifted her drink, silently toasting to her good fortune.
It’s a dream come true. If I’d known this would happen, I would’ve run my car off the road sooner.
Thinking about her men and how much in love she was gave her a warm glow. Perhaps that was why when she glanced at Lisa-May, she recognized the same look on the young girl’s face.
Joey stood up and wiped the crumbs off his jeans. “I’m going to get another one. Are you sure I can’t get you anything?”
Carolina shook her head. “Still nothing for me.”
She waited until Joey was several feet away before she took the plunge. “Lisa-May?” She crooked her head at her. “What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?” Lisa-May took a huge bite of her dog, darting her gaze away from her.
“Oh, for honeypot’s sake.” Borrowing the girl’s signature phrase got the attention she’d wanted. “You’re in love.”
“No, I’m not.”
It was so obvious that she was lying. “Yes, you are. Don’t try and fool me. I can see it on your face. If it was written in permanent marker, I couldn’t see it any plainer. Tell me. Who is it?”
For the first time since they’d met, she was the one pressing the conversation on. She bumped her shoulder against the girl’s. “You can tell me, Lisa-May. You know. Girl to girl.”
“No, I can’t. Besides, I’m not in love.”
“Oh, come on. You are. Why are you trying to hide it? Is it like some Romeo and Juliet kind of thing?”
