by Desiree Holt
His jealousy had eased. At home he'd carried her to their bed and proceeded to make long, slow delicious love to her all night long.
The smack of another slap on her buttocks brought her back to the present. Fingers of heat streaked to her cunt, and she waited breathlessly for the next one. When it came, she lurched forward, leaning her head onto Dylan's chest and searching out his hard, male nipples. She heard his indrawn breath as she clamped her lips around one and began sucking it as hard as she'd sucked his cock.
"Wait,” he groaned and placed his hands on her hips. Lifting her, he slid her onto his very hard, very erect cock. Little by little, he lowered her onto it, the thickness of it stretching her, plundering her, the familiarity of it feeling so good.
The spanking had stopped while Dylan manipulated her body. Now she felt Tony's hands on her ass again, this time spreading her cheeks wide. She knew his cock, like Dylan's, was slathered with the special oil, and she waited, holding her breath, for what would come next.
"Come forward towards me, luv,” Dylan said, his cock pulsing inside her.
She leaned at an angle, giving Tony better access to her tight opening. She jerked slightly when she felt the blunt head of his shaft against that tiny hole.
"Breathe through your mouth, sweet thing,” he told her as he pushed himself steadily inside her.
She pushed back against him, easing his passage into her tight hole. In a moment, both shafts were completely inside her, filling her channels, stretching her unbelievably. Shudders ran through her body, her muscles rippling and clasping. And then they began to move, in a rhythm so coordinated it might have been choreographed. As Dylan slid in, Tony pulled back and vice versa. They moved slowly at first, then increased the pace.
Avery threw back her head and moaned her pleasure. This was exactly how she'd dreamed it would be, two cocks fucking her, driving her up the pleasure spiral. It was better than she could have imagined. How would she ever go back to the plug and vibrator again?
She gripped Dylan's arms and touched her lips to his. His tongue drove into her mouth in the same way his shaft drove into her pussy. He sucked her tongue deep inside, twining his own with it, licking her inner flesh, claiming her even as another man fucked her ass.
You're still mine.
He might as well have said it out loud. He could share her, and be aroused at the sharing, but she would still always be his.
Tony increased the speed of his strokes and Dylan rocked his hips to match him. Faster and faster they moved, their cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane that separated them. Her nipples throbbed, her breasts ached, her pussy walls fluttered.
Bracing her with one hand, Dylan reached between them and rubbed his thumb across her clit, pressing hard. His teeth grazed one of her clamped nipples.
"I'm coming, luv,” he rasped against her flesh.
In one cataclysmic explosion, they all came together, jerking and shuddering and spasming. Avery felt both cocks jerk convulsively inside her as their semen shot from their engorged shafts. Her inner muscles clamped down, and she rocked back and forth, trying to prolong the orgasm. Her nails bit into Dylan's shoulders as each spasm shook her and both men shouted hoarsely with their release. She felt herself fly apart, shattering, everything centred only on her cunt and her ass where two rigid penises fed her lust.
Tony's hands gripped her waist hard, contracting as his cock flexed inside her, his hips rolling and thrusting. He leaned down and put his mouth on the spot where her neck and shoulder joined, sucking hard on her flesh.
Avery pushed back, pushed down, pushed forward, trying to prolong the roller coaster that had them flying through space.
Then it was over and they collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs. She felt Dylan's heart thudding against her breasts and Tony's against her back, pounding as hers was. Her lungs were starved for air, her breath rasping against the back of her throat. Sweat slicked her body, mingling with the oil. She knew they had to separate, but at that moment, she wanted to stay where she was forever, both cocks filling her, the nipple clamps bringing her painful bliss, two men dedicated to pleasuring her body.
This was far beyond her wildest dreams.
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Chapter Four
When Dylan had purchased the cottage, he'd made a few renovations before they began using it. One of them was the expansion of the master bathroom to include a massive shower. It stood them in good stead now as he, Tony and Avery stood under the multiple streams of water, soaping each other and teasing each other's bodies.
He'd had some mild misgivings when Avery had suggested this whole thing, knowing that he'd have to keep his jealous streak under control. He hadn't been prepared for the savage lust that would consume him when he saw another man's hands on Avery's cunt, another tongue lapping at her sensitive folds. Another man's cock plundering her ass. His own cock had hardened and swollen so rapidly at the sight it was almost painful.
He also hadn't been too sure about sharing the light bondage play he and Avery enjoyed. But again, the sight of Tony spanking her had increased his own desire to such a degree he had a hard time controlling his release. Possession and lust had spiked his passion higher than it had ever been.
His heated eyes raked over Avery's tanned body as she stood between them, Tony massaging her nipples where the clamps had pinched them to swollen buds while he soaped the cleft of her buttocks and slid his fingers into her waiting asshole. The plug and Tony's cock had stretched and relaxed the muscles enough that when it was his turn to plunge into her, she'd be more than ready to take him. Now she rocked back on his fingers, a little hum vibrating in her throat.
She lathered her small hands and reached down for Tony's cock, stroking it as she covered it with the suds. They'd barely come in from outside, but Tony was already spike hard, the vein along the underside of his shaft swollen and the head darkened to a rich purple. Avery nudged his thigh with one hand.
"Lift your leg to the little seat here, Tony, and I'll really make you feel good,” she crooned.
Dylan caught Tony's glance over Avery's head nodded briefly, exchanging knowing smiles with him. Avery was about to give Tony the same treat she'd given Dylan earlier.
Dylan watched as she reached down to lather Tony's balls, rolling them in her hand and lightly raking her fingernails over the sensitive skin. When she moved her hand further down to the sensitive skin below them, a small moan rolled out of Tony's mouth.
"What are you doing, sweet thing?” A pearly drop seeped from the slit on his cock and his jaw clenched as he fought for control.
"Just relax,” she told him in her soft voice. “You'll love it."
She poured more of the liquid soap into her hands, worked up a lather, then slid a finger into the crease of his ass, looking for that puckered hole. When she found it, she didn't hesitate before sliding one finger in with a firm stroke.
Tony's eyes widened and his breathing rasped. “Holy shit, Avery."
"No one ever fucked your ass before, Tony?” Her voice was full of mischief.
"Yes. No. Not like this."
"I promise it will make you feel good."
Dylan watched her grip Tony's cock with her free hand and stroke it in a smooth up and down motion while she slid another finger into his ass beside the first one. He knew she was searching for that special place she always found on his body, the one that made him come so hard he often wondered why he didn't have a heart attack.
"Jesus Christ!” Tony exploded.
Dylan smiled to himself. She'd found it, and now both hands were working to bring him to climax. He bit the lobe of one dainty ear and breathed, “My turn, too, luv."
Lathering up his shaft, he pulled the globes of her buttocks open as far as he could, bent his knees slightly and pushed his cock into Avery's ass with one hard thrust.
"Umm,” she said, pushing back against him.
She was just as ready as he thought. He timed his strok
es to coincide with the movement of her hands on Tony's body. In and out, he propelled himself, his hands tight on her hips, his eyes focused on Tony's face, taut with the lust Dylan knew was sweeping over him.
When Avery increased the speed of her movements, so did Dylan, and in seconds both men came. Tony jetted in hard, thick spurts, his cries almost sounds of pain as he emptied his balls until Dylan thought surely there was nothing left. Avery captured Tony's cum with one hand and rubbed it on her breasts as the fingers of her other hand fucked his ass, working him until she was sure he was completely drained.
He dropped his foot to the floor and collapsed on the seat, leaning his head back against the wall.
"Holy shit, Dylan. Does she do that often?"
He grinned. “All the time."
"Man. How do you ever manage to stand up afterwards?"
Dylan laughed. “I don't."
He pulled himself free of Avery's rectum and cleaned them both with the cloth hanging on a wall hook. He was having trouble with his own steadiness. But he was aware that although he and Tony had just had enormous orgasms, Avery had not come.
"I think it's your turn, luv,” he murmured against her skin.
Avery was drying herself with a huge fluffy towel after handing one to each of the men. “Shouldn't we open the other bottle of wine first? I barely got to taste the first one."
Tony chuckled. “I can tell you it was delicious. I'll have to try it that way more often."
She winked at him. “Maybe. We'll see how good a boy you are. Meanwhile let's open the other bottle."
"As long as I get the special wine treatment this time,” Dylan joked.
Avery raised an eyebrow at him, aware of the undercurrent of jealousy and possessiveness in his tone.
"You doing okay, Dylan?” Her smile was pure devil.
He leaned down and placed his lips on hers. “Doing great,” he whispered into her mouth. “Just making sure you know who you really belong to."
"No question of that,” she told him, twisting her tongue with his and feeling some of the tension leave his body.
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The sun had finally reached the horizon, its blazing gold mutated to a bronze, and painting the sky with pastel shades of rose and lavender. The heat of the day still hung in the air, but the summer breeze was stronger now, diluting its thickness. Far out on the water, the colourful sails of late afternoon sailors flashed against the sky and little ripples were just beginning to disturb the water's surface.
The three of them had relaxed on the mats, lazily sipping wine. Dylan sat with his back braced against one of the lounges, and he'd casually pulled Avery's body back against his, one arm around her. His hand cupped a breast, fingers toying with the still tender nipple. Again he sent signals to Tony—play all you want to but she's still mine.
"Well, luv.” He pressed a kiss to Avery's temple, then gave her nipple another squeeze. “I think Tony's going to have his revenge for making him come so hard before. And you didn't come when I fucked your lovely ass. Can't have that now, can we?"
He felt her shiver with anticipation in his arms.
Tony moved to sit in one of the chairs at the table, turning it to face outward. Dylan had brought a few more toys with him when they'd gone back to the deck. In short order, he had her hands cuffed behind her, posed her on her knees with her upper body pressed against Tony's legs. His cock was barely an inch from her mouth.
"Let's up the pleasure, shall we?” But he wasn't really asking a question.
When he had the blindfold in place again, he grabbed the spreader bar he'd brought out with him and locked the ends of it around her ankles. There was no way she could squeeze her legs together now, and her entire cunt was open for him to play with.
He ran his hand over the curve of her ass, loving the feel of her satin skin. His fingers trailed through the narrow cleft, pausing to tease at her puckered opening, then reaching down to probe her slit. She was already deliciously wet. Avery had a most responsive pussy.
Moving so as not to dislodge her or make her lose her balance, he changed places with Tony.
"Now, my sweet,” he told her. “Here's what we'll do. I'm going to guide my cock into your mouth so you can suck on it just the way I like. I'll help you since you can't see. And we're going to let Tony play with the vibrator. But it's up to him if and when he allows you to come, okay?"
"Kiss me first.” She lifted her face up to him, and he captured her lips in an open-mouthed kiss.
God, she tasted so delectable. He swept his tongue over every inch of her wet cavern, duelling with her tongue, licking the inside of her lips. He saw Tony lean forward and place little nips and kisses on Avery's up-thrust ass cheeks. He knew she'd be creaming from the contact.
He leaned back slightly, placed the head of his shaft on her lips and pressed. “Open wide, luv,” he said and nodded at Tony.
Avery felt her womb clench and little shivers skitter over her spine as Dylan began to ease his cock into her mouth and Tony's fingers rubbed the wet lips of her pussy. She was more helpless than before and more aroused because of it. She and Dylan had only used the spreader twice, but each time he had teased and tormented her until she'd shattered in an orgasm so profound she'd actually passed out.
No wonder the French call it the little death.
She heard a familiar buzzing sound and felt the tip of the vibrator as Tony traced the outer lips of her cunt, rubbing it against her bare skin, first one side, then the other.
Inside me, she wanted to scream, but he didn't even get close to her opening.
Dylan threaded one hand through her hair to support her head, his other hand still guiding his cock into her mouth. She tilted her head back just enough to let more of it slide down her throat and ran her tongue over the underside of it. The head of it pressed against the roof of her mouth before slipping along her tongue as more and more of his shaft filled her. Scraping her teeth over the velvety skin, she felt the thick rod jerk as she bit lightly into it.
Tony turned the vibrator up one speed and began to trace an outline on her inner lips with it. She knew her liquid arousal dripped out, and her clit and inner walls were throbbing with need.
My clit, she wanted to shout. Use it on my clit. But her mouth was too full to speak.
Around and around, he trailed it, back to her outer lips, then along the inner flesh. The vibrations hummed through her pussy and spears of power radiated out to every part of her. Automatically, she tried to squeezed her thighs together and heard Tony's chuckle as he administered one slap to each ass.
"Now, now, sweet thing. You know we made sure you can't do this."
At that exact moment, he turned off the vibrator and pulled it away from her. She wanted to weep in frustration and thrust her hips back at him. Dylan guided her head to a better position and the rest of his cock slid into her already full mouth.
"Suck, luv,” he said in a low voice. “Just the way I like it."
As she hollowed her cheeks to suck harder, she felt the tip of something at her anus. A moment later a cold cylinder pushed into her dark channel. Avery tried to think wildly which toy it was. In a moment, her question was answered as a low pulsation set up in her rectum.
Oh, God! Two vibrators. Her tummy clenched, her pussy walls clenched. Everything clenched as the spiral of need inside her began to unwind again.
Tony placed the other toy against her cunt and began the teasing tracing pattern, always on the outside, never inside where she wanted it, or on her clit. She lost track of how long he kept it up until it stopped again. The vibrator in her ass kept humming away but her pussy was devastatingly empty. Damn, she wanted to come so badly.
Dylan was pumping very slowly in and out of her mouth. She was sure he was sending signals to Tony to decide how much to prolong her torture.
She pressed her tongue against Dylan's cock and moved her head slightly. Dylan thrust harder and the vibrator in her pussy was back. This time it actually pressed agai
nst her clit and she nearly toppled from the intensity of it, but Dylan held her steady. Her vagina wept copiously, the muscles greedily seeking something to fill her hole. And Tony, damn him, was playing games again. He rubbed the vibrator against the very tip of her clit until she tried to rock her hips, then pulled it back. Then again. And again, until she lost count of the number of times.
Please, she wanted to shriek. Please, please, please let me come. Every muscle and nerve in her body begged. That tight ribbon of need that always lay coiled in her belly was unwinding with a snap inside her and still they gave her no relief.
She moaned around Dylan's cock, hoping he would understand her need.
"Ready, luv?” he asked at last. “I think you've earned it."
Tony increased the speed of the wand in her ass, then pressed the other one right against her clit and turned it on high. Avery nearly bit through Dylan's cock as the orgasm took her, so earth-shattering every part of her body responded. But even then she didn't get the satisfaction she wanted. With his other hand, Tony held her pussy lips wide open, her inner walls convulsing on empty air.
He was merciless, wielding the vibrator with tormenting expertise, bringing her to climax again and again while he held her fully open. Every time she thought she'd reached her limit he pushed her to another plane. She lost track of everything, even Dylan's cock in her mouth, as her body was wracked over and over with spasms.
"I'm nearly there,” she finally heard Dylan say.
Tony pulled the vibrator away for her cunt and in one swift plunge drove himself into her.
Oh, God! She couldn't stand it.
As Tony pounded into her needy channel, Dylan increased the speed of his thrusts in her mouth. Without warning she climaxed again, so intensely her entire body shook. Dylan shouted and hot jets of his semen spurted down her throat. Tony rolled his hips one more time and spasmed inside her, the vibrator in her ass intensifying everything.
