One Weekend

by Sasha White

  “Christ,” he groaned, his hands cupping the back of my head, fingers flexing gently in my hair.

  “She’s good isn’t she?”

  Rick’s voice so close behind me told me he’d left his chair, and I hadn’t even heard him move. I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of him in my peripheral vision, leaning against the patio railing less than two feet away. He’d moved so he could see more than my back. He could watch my mouth on his friend and see everything I was doing.

  That made me hotter. I squeezed my thighs together and fought the urge to reach between my own legs and diddle a bit. Knowing Rick was there, watching me, enjoying it all, made it much more delicious. It might be me on my knees, but it was us living the experience.

  As if reading my mind, a large hand stroked up and down my back for a moment. “You’re doing great, baby.”

  Circling the base of Mark’s cock with one hand I pulled back and began to work him. Up and down, sucking gently, adding a twist with my hand every now and then. Our rhythm slowly picked up speed as slick juices began to spread over his cock and down my chin.

  Mark’s cock throbbed against my tongue, and his fingers tightened in my hair, pulling. I whimpered and he let go quickly. Rick chuckled. “That was a whimper of pleasure, buddy, not pain. She likes it when you pull her hair, don’t you, Angie girl?”

  I moaned and sucked harder. Mark’s fingers tangled in my hair once again, pulling tight as he thrust his hips forward, shoving his cock deeper into my mouth.

  Bracing my hands on his hips, I closed my eyes and concentrated. Mark’s dick throbbed hotly in my mouth, and my heart pounded. Pulling up a bit, I focused on the head. Sucking hard, I bobbed my head up and down fast, using my tongue to stroke the sensitive underside. When his cock jerked and his grip on my head tightened, I knew he was almost there.

  Opening my eyes, I tried to see Rick. I saw his body shift, but I couldn’t get a look at his face. A small whimper slipped past my lips and as if he understood he spoke softly. “That’s it, baby, take him deep. Make him come and swallow it all.”

  I sank down on Mark’s cock and sucked hard, twirling my tongue and bouncing the head against the back of my throat. My breath rasped in and out through my nose, the scent of raw sex and sweat filling my head as his cock swelled, jerked and hot come filled my throat. Mark’s loud groan of pleasure echoed over the deck, and my pussy clenched. God, I loved the sound of a man losing control.

  Seconds later his body went slack and his grip loosened. He began to stroke my hair softly, and I ran my hands up and down his thighs slowly and licked him clean before sitting back on my heels.

  “Well?” I asked with a small smile.

  He lifted heavy eyelids. “Best ever,” he confirmed.

  I looked to my left and met Rick’s gaze cautiously. The part of me that had wondered at his not only being okay with it, but encouraging me, was put to rest by the heat in his chocolate eyes. My heart pounded. Only when he was super turned on did his eyes darken to midnight like that.

  “My turn,” he said, grabbing my hands and pulling me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me, held me tight to his chest and slammed his mouth down over mine. My knees buckled, and I clutched at his shoulders, thrilling at his strength and the power of his desire.

  Rick struggled for some control as he eased off Angie. She whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders and her body writhing against his eagerly. Finally, he tore his lips from hers and spun her around in his arms. Grabbing her hands, he planted them on the patio table in front of them.

  “Don’t move your hands from there,” he commanded, nipping at her earlobe. His control was hanging by a thin thread, and he couldn’t handle her touching him right then. He’d watched her make his best friend come, and now he wanted to make her come. He needed to make her come.

  Pressing full length against her backside, he nuzzled his cock against her ass and reached around to undo the flimsy cotton thing she’d wrapped herself in. It fell open, and he pulled it off her and threw it to the ground next to them before shoving her bra up and cupping her tits. He tugged on her rock hard nipples, and she shoved her ass back against him.

  “Fuck me, Rick,” she begged. “Fuck me hard and fast.”

  With quick, sure moves he pulled her lacy thong down her legs and off. Spreading her legs wide, he ran his hands up her thighs and then over her rounded ass cheeks.

  “You’re beautiful,” he said, lifting her cheeks and parting them so he could see her naked cunt. “So hot and wet and eager.”

  Her head fell forward, and her back arched, tilting her ass up invitingly. “Please, Rick.”

  In seconds his shorts were around his ankles and one hand guided his cock between her legs. Without hesitation he gripped her hips and thrust home. Her joyous cry filled the air, mingling with his groan of pleasure at the way her body welcomed him. Locking his stance, he gripped her hips and began pumping. There was no gentleness in him, but it wasn’t needed. They were both primed and ready to go.

  Angie was no innocent. He knew she’d sucked men off before, and she’d always been up for any type of games or toys he’d brought into the bedroom. But she’d surprised him tonight. Watching her with Mark had not only made him hard enough to hammer nails, but it had made his chest tighten, and not with regret. He’d liked watching them. The only thing that could’ve made it better was if he’d been fucking her at the same time she’d been sucking Mark, but he’d been too entranced by watching them to interrupt their flow.

  Now it was Mark’s turn to watch. The fact that Mark was close, watching them, watching him, sent a thrill through Rick. He lifted his gaze from the curve of Angie back and glanced at his friend. The sky was dark. It was full-on night, but light from the apartment filtered through the curtains and he could clearly see the other man.

  Mark sat there, less than a foot away, his gaze glued to where Rick’s cock sank in and out of Angie. There was a hunger in Mark’s eyes that made Rick’s blood heat even more as it rushed to his dick. His balls tightened, and he struggled to breathe as his belly slapped against Angie’s ass and the table beneath her hands scraped along the floor with the force of his thrusts.

  “Brace her,” Rick said. Mark’s gaze shot to his, and he nodded at the moving table. “Help her.”

  Mark stood and reached for Angie. Rick stilled, gritting his teeth and trying not to come as Angie’s cunt tightened around him and Mark shoved the table out the way so he could to stand in front of the couple. Angie straightened up a bit, her hands going to Mark’s shoulders as she spread her legs further apart and pressed back against him. Rick started to move again, groaning at way the different angle let him go deeper.

  Female moans mixed with his own heavy breathing, and Rick knew he couldn’t last much longer. Hot blood pounded through his body straight to his cock as he slid a hand up over her belly to grip a swollen tit. He pinched the nipple, and she grunted, her hips jerking and her head dropping forward onto Mark’s chest. Every muscle in her body tensed, and the first tremors of her orgasm squeezed his cock.

  “Rick,” she cried out.

  “Come for me, baby, come on.” He pounded into her harder, staring into Mark’s eyes over her head. Something brushed against his cock as he thrust in and out of Angie, and lightening bolts of pleasure shot into his balls. The other man was fingering his girlfriend’s cunt and stroking his dick at the same time!

  Another brush of those fingers was all it took, and Rick lost it. “Fuck!” He locked his knees as his balls flashed and his head emptied out his cock as the world faded away in a haze of pleasure.

  I clutched at Mark’s shoulders, my breasts pressed against his chest. His fingers slowly pulled away from my clit and another jolt of pleasure sizzled through me. While I fought to get my breath back, I became aware of the hard-on nudging against my belly, and a desire for more began stirring within me before my orgasm even faded.

  “Wow,” I said breathlessly, and the men chuckled, breaking the
rising tension before we could get caught up in it.

  Rick moved back, spinning me around and catching me up in his arms in one smooth move that made my heart flutter in my chest. After a gentle kiss, he looked down at me. “Satisfied?”

  I thought about Mark’s hard-on and the slow-burning embers of desire still alive inside me. “Almost,” I said honestly.

  Rick kicked off the shorts around his ankles and strode into the apartment. He paused at the patio door, and I held the curtain as he turned back to Mark. He raised an eyebrow at his friend. “You gonna stand around out there all night, or you gonna help me out here?”

  Mark’s handsome face lit up and he moved to follow us. “Let’s do this.”

  Chapter Three

  Holy shit. We’re really going to do it.

  My brain struggled to absorb what was happening as Rick carried me into the bedroom, but the wine, the tequila and the orgasm had pretty much shut any chance of thinking straight down. And really, why think so hard when things felt so good? Inviting Mark into our bedroom felt more than good, it felt right.

  Mark was the one who’d introduced me to Rick the night we all met. He hung around with us almost all the time. He might’ve started out as just Rick’s friend, but he’d become mine too. It just seemed like a natural evolution of things to have him there.

  Once in the bedroom Rick set me on my feet and moved to turn on the light. Mark strolled into the room and shucked his jeans as I was getting rid of the bra still stuffed up under my armpits.

  Suddenly we were all naked, just standing there. The guys stared at me, and I stared at them. One was dark and lean, the other blond and built, and both of them wanted me. Hunger gleamed in their eyes and any semblance of discomfort among us disappeared.

  They moved forward as one. Rick stepped behind me, and Mark stopped in front of me, looking deep into my eyes as he began to run his hands slowly over my nakedness. Rough, calloused palms smoothed down my arms, and around to cup my ass cheeks, squeezing softly. Rick’s hands came from behind, moving up over my ribs to cup my breasts, offering them up to Mark’s waiting mouth. Fingers pinched and pulled on one nipple as lips and teeth did the same to the other. Hands fondled my butt, sliding lower to dip between my swollen pussy lips and tease my entrance.

  The breath rushed out of my lungs and sensations washed over me as two sets of hands touched and teased, and two bodies pressed against me from both sides, surrounding me with hot hard maleness. Everything took on a dream-like quality as Mark’s mouth moved down my body, and Rick nuzzled at the side of my neck from behind.

  “You are so sexy,” he whispered. “Such a wanton woman, so eager and hungry for cock. You’re fucking incredible.”

  I reveled in Rick’s praise. He made me feel desired and loved for being the sexual animal that I was. I didn’t have to hesitate or worry that anything I did or wanted was wrong when I was with him. “More,” I whispered. “I want more.”

  Hot breath teased my pubes a second before Mark’s mouth was on me. His tongue swept over my slit from back to front, and my whole body jerked with pleasure as he licked and suckled at my core. I groaned when his lips, tongue and teeth began to gently work my pussy over. The rough stubble of his five o’clock shadow chafed at my inner thighs and his nose nudged against my clit. My inner muscles tightened and an orgasm began to take hold. Sensing it, Mark’s lips surrounded my clit, and he began to suck rhythmically. Pleasure hit every nerve ending I had, and with a low moan I came, my knees buckling.

  Rick caught me, cradling me against him as I trembled and shook. Before I could catch my breath, he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed. I bounced once on the mattress before Mark was between my thighs once again.

  Proving that he loved to give as much as receive, he began eating my pussy again.

  Rick stretched out next to me. Leaning over me, our gazes met and he lowered his mouth to mine. Our lips parted and tongues tangled as his breath became mine. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and held him close, unwilling, unable to let him go as Mark slid a finger into me and began to fuck me with it.

  It was unreal to me, a fantasy of feeling and sensation as Rick dragged his lips from mine to scrape his teeth along my collarbone and Mark added another finger to the one already pumping in and out of me. A moan of delight whispered out of me when lips surrounded one nipple and suckled hungrily at the same time another set of lips tugged on my clit. My body rejoiced at the attention. My back arched, my hips rolled and another orgasm built quickly. Suddenly Rick bit down on one nipple and pinched the other hard, and I came with a sharp cry.

  Mark pulled his fingers out, reared up and thrust his cock deep into my pussy. I cried out again, another orgasm crashing over me before the first one even finished.

  When I became aware of what was happening again, Mark was gently thrusting between my thighs, and Rick was stroking my hair back from my face, love and desire shining from his eyes.

  Then he grinned that bad boy grin that always got my juices flowing. “Still want more?” he asked.

  With a small laugh I nodded. “Oh yeah, give it to me, baby.”

  He pushed a pillow under my head and straddled my chest. I reached for his hips, holding them still for a second and glancing around him to look at Mark. It was weird, having his hands on my legs and his dick pumping in and out of me but being unable to see him. “You okay down there?” I asked.

  His gaze shifted from Rick’s ass to me peeking out at him, and he grinned. “Definitely. You?”

  I nodded. “I feel great. Or should I say you feel great?” I squeezed my inner muscles around his cock, and he groaned.

  “Stop worrying about him,” Rick said, nudging his cock against my lips. “I want to fuck your mouth.”

  His words had my pussy clenching again, and Mark groaned. “That’s good,” he muttered. “I like it when you do that.”

  Plumping the pillow behind my head I relaxed and stared up at my man. Rick guided his cock between my lips then braced his arms on the wall as he began to move. He started slow, his strokes matching the slow and steady pace Mark had going. How he knew that I have no idea, but the men quickly fell in time together.

  I closed my eyes and enjoyed being full. One hard cock filled my pussy and another my mouth. I was in heaven. Passivity wasn’t in my nature and before long I was cupping Rick’s balls and sucking him greedily. Saliva and come dribbled out of my mouth as Rick picked up the pace, and juices dripped out of my pussy as Mark lifted my legs over his shoulders and matched his speed to Rick’s.

  Tension coiled low in my belly, pleasure building as both men fucked me. I gripped Rick’s ass, urging him on faster, harder. I wanted it. I wanted both of them to fuck me hard. To come hard like they never had before. Rick shifted forward, his knees spreading wider and his body bowing as he leaned over me, his thrusts getting shorter and harder. I slid a hand under him and gathered some of the spilt fluids with two fingers before reaching behind his balls and circling his anus.

  He grunted, and his thighs started to tremble.

  “Oh God,” Mark groaned as he began to pound into me like a jackhammer. My tits bounced, Rick’s cock slammed against the back of my throat again and again and tears welled in my eyes. I fought the urge to gag and thrust a finger up Rick’s ass.

  “Fuck me!” he cried out.

  I didn’t think about anything, only rejoiced in the sensations swamping my body as both men pounded into me. The room was filled with their grunts and groans, my harsh breathing and the wet sucking sounds coming from both mouth and pussy as they were used. We sounded like a freakin’ porno, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was the pleasure as one cock hit the back of my throat at the same time another cock was hitting deep inside my pussy.

  I couldn’t hold back anymore. I fucked Rick’s ass with my finger and pumped my hips against Mark’s as a scream ripped from deep inside me and every muscle in my body tightened in ecstasy. Rick ground down as his cock throbbed and hot come spille
d down my throat, choking me and extending my orgasm.

  I grunted and pushed against Rick’s hips, slowly coming back to reality in time to hear Mark’s triumphant groan as he pulled out and hot fluid landed on my belly. Then the men fell. One on each side of me, dead weight as the night’s activities caught up with them.

  Strong arms wrapped around me, and I curled into Rick’s chest. Mark sprawled out behind me, one hand still on my hip. A soft snore had me glancing over my shoulder and laughing softly. He was sound asleep.

  I turned back to Rick and buried my head against his neck with a sigh. His fingers tightened in my hair and he pulled my head back until he could see my face.

  “You ok?” he asked, his thumb gently stroking over my cheek as we stared into each other’s eyes.

  I nodded.

  “I love you,” he said, pulling me close again.

  I smiled and kissed his chest where I rested my head. “I love you too.”

  Mark’s dick was rock hard.

  Waking up with a hard-on wasn’t anything new, but waking up next to Angie was. He could smell her, smell them all, before he even opened his eyes. The musky smell of sex.

  He opened his eyes and stared at the couple next to him. They were beautiful together—her so soft and womanly and him so hard and dark. Watching them had been almost as good as being with them. He hadn’t really been with them though had he? He’d been with her, and Rick had been with her at the same time. It wasn’t the same thing.

  Rising up on an elbow, he looked at Rick’s sleeping face and wondered if he knew it had been more than just sex to him? That he wanted more than¾that he dreamed of more than one night of sexual escapades with the couple?