Break a Leg and Fall in Love

by Break a Leg

  Kieran moved up behind her and lifted her shoulder-length brown hair to press kisses along the back of her neck. “You can stop this at any time. Just say no, and we’ll go sit at the kitchen table and eat chips and dip and drink a beer with you. But I would much prefer to spread you out on our bed and eat you.”

  “My life has been pretty shitty since I broke my leg,” Rose replied. “You two are the best things that have happened to me in months. I want this. I want you. Both of you. I know we’re not talking anything long-term here, but I want whatever you two are offering. You both make me feel so hot. Anything you want, I’m prepared to try. And eating you both sounds like fun,” she added, pushing her butt back against Kieran’s cock, which made enough space so she could run her hand down between her body and Oliver’s to cup his cock. Both penises felt huge and hard and promised an excellent evening’s entertainment.

  Working like a well-oiled machine, the two men peeled Rose out of her T-shirt, jeans, and underwear, then slipped off her sandals. They undressed themselves very fast as well, and before Rose even had a chance to get a good look at the two taut asses their swimwear had hinted at, she was being led over to the bed.

  Oliver slipped the comforter off, and Kieran lifted her up and centered her on the bed. Then Rose was lying on her back with a hot, hard body on either side of her, and hands and mouths all over her.

  Oliver lay on his side and kissed and nibbled along her arm, paying attention to the tender skin on the inside of her wrist and the inside of her elbow.

  Kieran kneeled at her feet, lightly stroking her leg and lifting it up to kiss behind her knee. Then he moved to the inside of her thigh and placed sucking kisses there until Rose moaned with the intensity of the sensations.

  Meanwhile, Oliver was playing with a breast, lightly kissing the underside of the rounded globe. He gently teased the nipple with one hand while the other hand caressed her side, gradually moving across to her bellybutton.

  Rose had been stroking whatever body part of each man she could reach, but when two heads descended simultaneously on her breasts, and two hot, wet mouths sucked her nipples deep inside, and two hands started playing with the curls of her pussy hair, Rose lost the ability to think. The need that had been clawing at her belly for hours took over her brain, and all she could do was gasp and moan and whisper. “More.”

  “More, like this?” Kieran’s deep, sexy voice answered her as several fingers sank into her cunt and twisted to scrape her walls.

  “Or like this,” added Oliver, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

  When Oliver finally lifted his head, Rose frantically thrust her hips up into Kieran’s hand. “I need to come!”

  “Well, come then, honey.” Oliver bent his head back to her breast and gently bit a nipple.

  Kieran thrust another finger in her cunt, curving his fingers to press over her G-spot as he scraped a thumbnail over her clit.

  Oliver took over patting and stroking her as the orgasm rushed through Rose, while Kieran reached into the nightstand for a condom. He quickly rolled it on and slid into her hot, grasping cunt as the ripples still pulsed through her. He flipped her legs over his shoulders, careful not to put any pressure on the left one, and pushed deep inside, sinking in to the hilt.

  Rose gasped at the wonderful feeling of fullness.

  Oliver carefully positioned himself by her head with her neck resting on his good leg, his cock level with her mouth and his bad leg braced by a few pillows.

  Rose eagerly leaned forward to suck the head of his cock as Kieran stroked deep in her cunt.

  Oliver and Kieran pushed into her simultaneously, Kieran as deep as she could take him, and Oliver more cautiously until he realized she had relaxed the back of her throat to take as much of him as possible. The synchronicity of their thrusting, Oliver’s hands on her breasts, and Kiernan’s hands on her hips and thighs, had Rose’s senses in overload.

  She couldn’t think, all she could do was feel. And the hands and mouths and cocks felt very, very good.

  She placed one palm over Kieran’s hand on her hip and lifted the other hand to fondle Oliver’s balls. Lightly she stroked them, then rolled each ball inside the sac.

  She sucked him deep into her mouth, then ran her tongue along his shaft and flicked it up under the ridge around the head. Then, very gently, she scraped her teeth over the head as he pulled out. Again she rolled his balls and felt them harden and tighten in her hand.

  His cock felt longer and harder in her mouth, too. She sensed he was about to come, so she pulled in her cheeks and sucked hard.

  Kieran moved his free hand from her hip to her clit and rolled the hard little nub between his fingers. Then he tilted her hips up a bit more, which meant he could sink a little deeper into her.

  It was all she needed to throw her off the cliff into another pounding orgasm. The rippling and pulsing of her channel milked his cock and pushed Kieran to a climax, too, so all three of them came explosively within seconds of each other.

  The three of them relaxed onto the bed with Rose in the middle held firmly between the two men. Kieran stretched his arm out across Rose to Oliver, stroking the other man’s shoulder.

  “That was excellent. Thank you,” mumbled Rose, before drifting off to sleep, surrounded by hot, hard male flesh.

  ****

  About an hour later, Rose awoke to the sound of the men talking quietly.

  “Do you think we should take her glasses off?” asked Oliver.

  “Dunno. Better leave her be.”

  “Her breasts are so lush and inviting, my cock is weeping from the need to suck them. But I don’t want to wake her in case she doesn’t want a second round.”

  “My cock’s so hard you’d never believe I’d come already tonight. It wants inside that hot ass of hers so bad. Do you think she’s up for anal? She’s everything we want in a playmate, but I don’t want to scare her off on the first night. She’s smart, witty, and fun to be with, as well as hot as hell in bed.”

  Rose was still half asleep, but the phrase ‘on the first night’ sank into her brain and joy filled her. They wanted her again. They wanted more than a one-night stand. And hell, yes, she was up for a second round and anal.

  “I’m awake, and I definitely like the idea of round two. And anal,” she said, grabbing a cock in each hand and squeezing.

  Two men gasped, then the cocks slid out of her hands. She was flipped onto her stomach and the nightstand drawer was pulled open so forcefully it almost came off its tracks. Cool gel was squirted into her anus, then hands began rubbing her lower back, her ass, and around her hole.

  A slippery, gel-covered finger slid into her ass and the gel was rubbed into her walls. Soon a second finger joined the first, and another hand was playing with her pussy and her clit.

  Rose’s breathing became very ragged, and by the time a third finger was moving inside her, her patience had ended. “Fuck me now,” she demanded.

  Oliver lay in the center of the bed, rolled a condom on his cock, and pulled Rose onto it.

  She slid down on him with a sigh of relief and delight. Her cunt had felt so empty and now she felt so good.

  Kieran pressed on her back so she lay flat against Oliver’s chest, and while Oliver took the opportunity to kiss her tenderly, running his tongue all around inside her cheeks and behind her teeth, Kieran slathered his condom-covered cock with gel, squirted more inside Rose’s ass, then pushed into her dark hole.

  Very slowly, he inched inside her as her rectum stretched to accommodate his long, fat cock. She had felt deliciously filled with Oliver’s cock in her cunt, but now, with Kieran’s cock pressing into her ass, she was beyond full. She could tell Kieran was holding back, making sure she was ready for each extra inch of him.

  “Oh God, that’s so hot. Move! Fuck me, please. I can’t wait another moment.”

  Slowly the two men withdrew a little and inched back in. Rose twisted her hips, pressing the cocks against her walls and grinding her clit
into Oliver’s pelvis. “Yes,” she whimpered and went to move again.

  But this time the men held her firmly between them and began pulling in and out of her together, pressing hard and deep, making her gasp with need.

  Kieran wrapped his arms around her, resting his hands on her breasts so he could play with her nipples as he pulled in and out.

  Oliver kept his hands on her hips so he could move her as the men wanted but thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, matching his strokes with their cocks.

  Gradually the men moved faster and faster, cranking up the tension and need.

  Rose’s nipples were hard beads against Kieran’s hands. She was moaning and panting with the intensity of the fucking, and both men’s bodies were sheened with sweat when her cunt begin to ripple and pulse. Together they pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back in as hard and deep as they could. Her orgasm crashed through her, dragging both men along with its overwhelming force.

  Rose screamed, her torso arching hard, her legs stretching and the toes curling.

  Oliver and Kieran held her tightly and rode the force of the explosion as every inch of her quivered and shook. Then with kind, careful hands, they petted and stroked her as she came down from the high.

  Kieran slipped out of her ass and went into the bathroom, coming back with some warm washcloths to clean everyone up.

  In a few more minutes, they were all tucked up under the comforter, cuddled together and ready to sleep.

  Chapter Three

  Rose slept late the next morning, and after a shower she hurried downstairs, hoping she hadn’t overstayed her welcome. Although she was pretty sure she hadn’t imagined someone saying they wanted her for more than one night, she still couldn’t help worrying that maybe she had misheard, and they would be embarrassed at her sticking around.

  The smell of strong, hot coffee lured her into the kitchen, and she stood a little edgily in the doorway, unsure of how to introduce herself.

  Kieran was making toast at the counter with his back to her, but Oliver was sitting at the table and noticed her immediately.

  “Ah, you’re awake. Come and sit down. Are you an orange juice person? Do you like food? Or do you just want coffee?” he asked.

  “A slice of toast would be nice. And black coffee, please,” she replied, sliding onto a chair opposite him and nervously pushing her glasses higher on her nose.

  Soon they were talking and laughing and sharing as they had done the previous evening, and Rose relaxed, feeling happy to be friends with these two wonderful, caring men, who had just happened to fuck her brains out the night before and give her three stupendous orgasms.

  “So, how often does The Ghoul say you have to exercise at the swimming pool?” asked Oliver.

  “Two thousand steps backward and forward, one thousand sideways, and twenty star jumps every alternate day.” Rose groaned. “Sadistic bastard,” she muttered half under her breath.

  Kieran heard her and burst out laughing. “And when are you going to do the star jumps?” he asked with a wide grin.

  “Absolutely never.” Her reply was firm and left no room for argument.

  “Me, neither. But he obviously thinks I’m tougher than you. I have to do three thousand forward and back and fifteen hundred sideways. I told Kieran I wanted to ease into it gradually, so I’m just doing the forward and back this week.”

  “How about we meet at the pool at four tomorrow, then go out for dinner again? You could bring an overnight bag and we could maybe go for a picnic or something the next day. Or do you have to work?” asked Kieran.

  “No. I still have another two weeks before I’m due back at work full time. I’m actually doing a few small projects for them online at home at the moment, so my hours are my own and I’m really enjoying that. The freedom is great,” Rose replied.

  “What do you do, Rose?”

  “I’m an accountant. I specialize in taxes for small businesses, so a lot of what I do is on the computer. I don’t have to visit the companies very often, unless it’s to sort out problems or advise people one on one.” Rose suddenly wondered if they would think she was a nerdy bore and pushed her glasses up her nose.

  “I love the way you do that,” said Oliver, standing and giving her a hug. “You have the sexiest fingers ever.”

  Rose was stunned. Pushing her glasses up her nose was sexy? It was these two men who were sexy. She was ready to jump right back into bed with them again. Well, at least she had tomorrow to look forward to.

  And walking up and down the swimming pool didn’t look like torture anymore as long as they would be walking beside her. Or maybe in front of her so she could watch their ass muscles as she... Rose reined in her imagination before she started to drool. Tomorrow. Yeah that would be good.

  ****

  After Rose had left and the kitchen was tidy, Kieran sank into a huge, comfortable chair and pulled Oliver onto his lap. “How is the leg feeling? You’re scarcely limping this morning despite all that exercise yesterday.”

  “It feels good. Hurts when I move carelessly or put too much pressure on it, but really it’s so much better now. It’s definitely getting stronger. Thank you for being so patient with me.” Oliver turned so he could kiss Kieran squarely on the lips.

  The kiss quickly turned fierce with teeth clashing together, tongues thrusting hard into mouths, and hands ripping at clothing with no concern for the safety of the fabric involved.

  In moments Oliver was running his hands down Kieran’s bare back, pressing and massaging the hard muscles. His mouth sank onto the delicate place where Kieran’s neck and shoulder met and his teeth nipped at the tendon there.

  “I want you. I need you. I can’t wait,” Kieran murmured, pulling his engorged cock from his pants with one hand while fumbling with Oliver’s zipper with the other.

  Oliver disengaged himself from Kieran’s grip and stood, pulling his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion and removing Kieran’s in the next. Fortunately both men were barefoot, or Oliver’s haste could have had him tripping and further damaging his recovering leg.

  Then Oliver was back on Kieran’s lap, in Kieran’s arms, his mouth locked with Kieran’s and his tongue sucked deep into a hot, wet embrace.

  Oliver gripped both of their hard cocks in one hand, rubbing them together, loving the exciting feel of his lover’s cock and his entwined and throbbing in his palm.

  Kieran grabbed Oliver’s shoulders, pulling him hard against his chest, so their nipples scraped against each other and their cocks were pressed into each other’s bellies.

  Oliver held the two cocks together tightly, rubbing a finger over the sensitive heads, smearing drops of pre-come over each of them, running a fingernail along the ridges where the cockhead joined the shaft. All the while, he ran his hands up and down the lengths of both penises, squeezing them together, which increased the friction exponentially.

  Kieran broke the kiss, then dropped little biting kisses along Oliver’s shoulders. “Shit, that turns me on. Our cocks rubbing together like this.” He let go of Oliver’s shoulders and stretched his hands around to grasp Oliver’s butt. He massaged and squeezed the hard muscles, his fingers moving slowly and inexorably toward the crevice between Oliver’s ass cheeks, then first one finger, followed by another, slid into Oliver’s anus.

  “Ahhhhhh,” moaned Oliver. “Can’t hold on much longer. Gonna come.”

  “Come now. Come for me,” ordered Kieran, twisting his fingers and pinging Oliver’s prostate.

  “Yes!” Oliver screamed as hot ropes of come spurted from his cock.

  The feel of his lover’s cock pulsing beside his, the hot seed landing on his belly and his cock, was more than enough to send Kieran over the edge. “Yes,” he echoed as his cock pulsed in Oliver’s hands. “God, yes!”

  ****

  After the men had cleaned themselves up and gotten dressed again, they sat back down at the kitchen table, sipping coffee.

  “So, how do you feel about Ro
se?” Oliver asked a little cautiously, aware that he was the one who had first seen her at the rehab class and felt attracted to her.

  “She fits right in with us. Almost like she belongs - like she is part of us,” Kieran answered. “Ya know, it’s weird. Always before, a woman has been fun to share for a night or two, but this one, it’s like we’re a jigsaw and she’s the missing piece.”

  Impulsively, Oliver leaned over and kissed Kieran. “That’s how I feel about her, too. Like the three of us are one. But let’s just get to know her more for now. See if it continues to feel like that. If she wants to hang around with us.

  “Do you think she wants to stay with us?” Kieran asked.

  “I’m not good at reading women. Let’s just roll with it for now.”

  “Sounds like a plan.”

  ****

  After half an hour of walking in the water at the swimming pool - they had been chatting and laughing too much to keep count of how many steps they’d done - Oliver and Kieran drew Rose out into the center of the pool, where the water was up to her neck and there were no kids playing.

  Two hard, hot bodies pressed close against her, and Kieran’s hand slid into her tankini bottoms as he spoke quietly. “I can’t keep my hands off you any longer.”

  Rose gasped as a finger slid into her pussy. Her greedy cunt clutched at the finger, wanting more. “Someone will see us. This water is clear, you know.”

  “No one can see anything.” Oliver answered from behind her, his hands sliding under her top to grasp her breasts and play with her nipples. “You can only see down into the water from directly above or from close by. We’re quite alone here.”

  Rose pressed her body into their hands. God, she wanted them both so much and those fingers felt so good. “I want you both, too, but this is a public swimming pool. There are kids around for God’s sake.”

  “Relax. Enjoy,” whispered Kieran, and his hips thrust as his cock slid inside her.