by Tyler, Paige
Sawyer and Beau definitely seemed to appreciate it.
“Or really good instincts,” she said in response to Sawyer’s comment. “What made you decide to pull it out for me once we got up here?”
“Can't rightly say for certain.” Sawyer’s voice was husky. “But the way you handled yourself once we stepped through that door—dragging us into the tub for a bath, handling that spanking like you'd done it before, taking me on at the same time. I figured you were a pretty adventurous girl who wouldn't shy away from something a little different.”
Sawyer slid his hand up her thigh, massaging and teasing. Beau soon followed suit. Though neither could reach any further—their recumbent position on the bed limited how far they could get those naughty hands of theirs—it still felt mighty good. Made her wonder if perhaps she might be up for another round of real sex with these two.
She was a little surprised by that thought. A few minutes ago she was feeling satiated. Even after the two cowboys had started to harden again under her gently caressing fingers, she’d seriously only considered maybe giving each of them a blowjob, if not just a hand job. Now she was starting to seriously reconsider. This talk about their leather sex toy was getting her warm and fuzzy all over.
She gave the men her best doe-eyed look. “I hope you don't mind if I keep this little, ol’ thing on for a while. Just in case something comes up and we need to use it again?”
Both their cocks hardened perceptively in her hands.
“That’s a good idea.” Beau grinned. “I get the feeling that another opportunity might present itself real soon.”
She slanted him a smile that was far from innocent as she shifted to her knees. “Maybe sooner than you think.”
That said, she leaned forward and took the head of his cock in her mouth.
Chapter Seven
As Daisy licked Beau, she kept one hand casually draped around Sawyer's cock—didn't want the fella to get lonesome.
While Beau was getting firmer by the second, he wasn't rock hard quite yet. That gave her a few moments to work on him while his cock was a little more manageable. She loved sucking guys at this moment, when they were getting hard, but weren't stiff as a fence post. She pushed his semi-erect cock down her throat and pumped it up and down, caressing him with her tongue. This was the only chance she’d ever have to deep throat a cock this big, and she was going to take her time. But even semi-hard as he was, she still couldn't get him all the way down, even if it was a lot further than before. Baby steps, cowgirl.
Once she had him as deep as he could go, she stopped and enjoyed the sinful sensation of him getting hard in her throat.
Beau groaned deep in his chest.
And went from semi-erect to hard as a rock. Daisy was forced to pull back off his cock much sooner than she’d intended to. It was either that or risk a dislocated jaw. Dang, he was thick.
She immediately hopped over to give Sawyer some of the same treatment. Fair was fair.
Watching her deep throat Beau had gotten him quite a bit harder, so she didn't have the opportunity to get him down her throat while he was still semi-erect. She satisfied herself with running her tongue round and round the rim of his cockhead before taking him deep enough to let the tip graze the back of her throat. Then she wrapped her lips tightly around him and pulled back oh-so-slowly. He bucked under her.
“Damn, Daisy,” he breathed. “That's so good. Don't stop.”
She didn’t want to, but she forced herself to pop her mouth the rest of the way off him and sat back on her heels. She looked from side to side, judging their arousal. Both men were now stiff as could be and seemed more than ready for whatever came next.
“Sorry, Sawyer, but I have something else in mind for these big boys.”
Beau’s grin was positively wicked. “And what’s that?”
“Well, I'm still wearing this.” She motioned at the leather harness that was nice and snug around her waist. “Might as well get some use out of it.”
“Now that’s a plan I can get behind.” Sawyer agreed.
Beau was off the bed and in the bathroom in a shot. Daisy heard him rustling around and figured he was getting another condom. Dang right. Sawyer took her from behind the first time—now it was Beau's turn. She could already feel herself getting aroused at the idea of him sliding his thick cock into her already well-fucked pussy.
But when Beau walked out, he tossed the condom to Sawyer, who immediately tore open the foil packet.
Okay, it looked as if Sawyer was going to be taking her again. Did that mean Beau would be slipping back in her throat, or would he wait and do her after Sawyer had already taken another turn? Now, that sounded interesting. Could she take a back-to-back pounding from these two—especially now that both of them had already come once already?
Daisy leaned over and helped Sawyer roll the condom down his shaft as he knelt on the bed. She rarely had a chance to do this—guys were always so territorial when it came to their raincoats, so it was fun. A little sticky maybe, since the thing was pre-lubed, but still fun.
She didn't realize she’d giggled until Sawyer cleared his throat. “I'm glad you're having so much fun putting on the condom, but it’s really a lot more entertaining if you let me use it for its intended purpose.”
She straightened up and gave him a quick kiss. “Sure thing, babe. Ready when you are.”
Daisy spun around and quickly assumed the same wide-spread, knees and elbows position they'd used the first time. She slipped a quick hand down between her legs to do a moisture check. Pretty wet, but still…
“Guys,” she called over her shoulder. “Do you have some lube by any chance? I think I might need it.”
“Already ahead of you,” Beau told her.
Excellent. These two cowboys were the greatest. She was going to have to remember to do something extra special for them—besides have sex with them, that is.
She wiggled her ass back and forth while she waited for Sawyer to get a firm grip on that harness loop. Since Beau was still behind her, she figured he was going to take a turn at her pussy next instead of fuck her mouth. She was game.
But just then, she felt the bed shift right beside her. She turned her head to find Sawyer getting comfy—on his back. Her brow furrowed in confusion.
“What are you—?” she started to ask, but he reached out and grabbed her waist, dragging her astride his hips and sitting her right down on his erection.
The breath left her lungs in a gasp as the tip of that perfectly curved cock slid along the inside wall of her pussy, straight across her G-spot and deep inside her. It was so unexpected she actually felt a little dizzy.
She fell onto Sawyer's broad chest, barely catching herself with her hands before doing a face-plant. Beneath her, Sawyer didn't move, didn't thrust. He simply held her down firmly against his cock and waited for her to get a grip on herself.
His blue eyes glittered. “You were about to ask a question?”
It took a moment to get her head screwed back on straight and figure out what he was talking about. “Oh…yeah… You just caught me by surprise. I thought since I was wearing the harness that we'd get a chance to use it again. But don't get me wrong. This is nice, too.”
Sawyer chuckled. “I wouldn't worry too much, Daisy. That leather harness is still going to get a good workout—a real good workout.”
She started to ask what the heck that meant when she felt the bed shift again, this time behind her. She turned to look over her shoulder and saw Beau there, his cock sheathed in a condom and glistening with lube. The bottle was in his hand.
She might be a little out of it, but she was a real bright girl. Sawyer's comment and that bottle of lube in Beau’s hand could mean only one thing—and she wasn't entirely sure she was up for that.
“Whoa there, cowboy.” Daisy twisted as much as she could with Sawyer's penis already wedged deep in her pussy. It was difficult to believe, but Beau’s cock seemed even bigger than it had when he’d p
lundered her throat. That wasn’t necessarily impossible since the man was a self-professed ass-freak—and he currently had said ass in his crosshairs. She pointed at Beau's hard-on. “Where exactly do you think you’re putting that thing?”
Beau positioned himself right behind her ass, resting one hand on her hip, the other casually holding the bottle of lube. The fact that he was able to easily work around Sawyer's legs told her everything she needed to know. This was definitely not their first rodeo when it came to this particular position. She'd been set up.
“I thought you wanted to use my harness again?” Beau asked innocently.
“I did, but I didn’t mean both of you at once.”
Beau didn't say anything. All he did was carefully squirt some lube onto his finger and reach for the crack of her ass. It was hard to defend her backdoor territory, what with Sawyer holding tightly onto her hips and slowly rotating his hips under her.
But she successfully managed to knock Beau’s hand aside anyway.
Beau didn’t seem the least bit offended. Or deterred. “You've already handled the two of us together once before,” he said as he slipped his wet fingers between her cheeks.
Daisy had to bite her lip to keep from groaning as his lubed fingers began to circle her anus just like they had when she’d been over his lap before. It was getting dang hard to think straight, and Sawyer's light thrusting wasn't helping matters at all.
She turned and whacked Sawyer's shoulder. “Stop that for a minute. I'm trying to talk here.”
“Yes, ma'am,” he said in that sexy drawl of his. Dang, his voice did crazy things to her. But at least he stopped thrusting—mostly. He still held her hips and ground against her gently.
She turned back to face Beau. “I know what you're thinking, but this isn't going to work. Taking you in my mouth while Sawyer fucked me isn't anything like what you have planned. It wouldn't work.”
She braced herself, sure he was going to get upset at her logic, but he only nodded and tipped the bottle up to squirt more lube directly on her asshole. She expected it to be cold, but it was surprisingly warm. Where the hell had he been keeping that, it a hot water bath?
“I wouldn't be so sure of that, Daisy. You seem to be awfully fond of having my fingers in there earlier.”
Beau slid his finger deeper into her ass, pulling an involuntary moan out of her and forcing her to buck a few times on Sawyer's cock. The dual assault on her senses felt exquisite and she was once again at a loss for words.
Then Beau slid a second finger into her ass to join the first. She didn't know what shocked her the most—the second finger itself, or how good it felt. She had to get hold of herself. Fighting for control, she turned and leveled her gaze at Beau.
“Yeah, your fingers feel good, really good. And if you want to keep doing that while I fuck Sawyer, I'll be in heaven. But I can’t fit your thick cock in my ass—not while Sawyer is in my pussy already. It's just too much cock in too small of a space.”
Beau leaned forward, and putting one hand on her shoulder, pulled her back toward him so she was sitting up straight on Sawyer's seriously hard cock. Sliding his hand under her chin, he tilted her face up and kissed her. Then he wiggled the two fingers in her ass as Sawyer moved her hips up and down.
When he lifted his head, she was left gasping with a need for more than air.
“You really sure my cock won't fit in here, Daisy?” He wiggled his fingers again. “After all the new and erotic things you've done already tonight, are you really ready to state for a fact that my nice, hard cock won't fit in here?”
That kiss had been pure blackmail.
So had the wiggling fingers.
And the cock thrusting slowly in and out of her soaking wet pussy.
This was patently unfair—getting her this turned on and then asking if she was sure she didn't want the pleasure to go even further. How could she make a sane decision under these circumstances?
“But you won't fit… Will you?” The statement finished as a question.
Ah hell, who was she kidding? Downstairs, she’d toyed with the idea of letting Beau take her in the ass. But once she’d gotten her first look at his thick cock, she’d naturally changed her mind, telling herself he simply wouldn't fit. And the notion that she could take both of them inside her like at the same time? That hadn't even entered into her thought processes.
But now, in the heat of the moment, with so many sinful sensations racing over her body, her thought processes were rapidly being reprogrammed.
Maybe she could do this?
She kissed him again, then whispered, “You'll go slowly, right? And stop the second I say it isn't working?”
“Of course.” He caressed her cheek. “But you already knew that, didn't you?”
She nodded. “Yeah.”
Taking a deep breath, she turned back to face Sawyer. She leaned forward again so that her breasts were pressed against his chest and her face was inches from his. The position left her ass completely exposed to Beau.
Daisy wasn't tense about this, really she wasn’t. She'd done anal before. Maybe not with a guy as big as Beau, or while another cock was already in her pussy. But the basic concept was still the same. Just relax and enjoy it.
Beau helped by not rushing it. He kept working his fingers in her ass, occasionally adding more lube from the bottle when he felt he needed it. The whole time, Sawyer gazed into her eyes and slowly rocked her back and forth by the hips. She appreciated that he hadn't tried to cajole her while she’d still been undecided.
It didn't take long before her whatever doubts she had left disappeared amidst an avalanche of pleasurable feelings spreading out from her anus. Beau had unbelievably talented fingers.
“You ready, Daisy?”
The question came from Sawyer, not Beau. Maybe because he could see in her eyes that she was totally relaxed now.
She bent her head and kissed him. “I'm ready.”
Daisy wasn't sure if Beau actually heard her whispered words, or if Sawyer gave him some kind of signal. Either way, Beau gently slid his fingers out of her ass. The loss of stimulation was immediate and startling, and she whimpered against Sawyer’s mouth. Maybe she craved anal sex more than she thought.
Behind her, Beau moved closer. Even though Sawyer was doing an excellent job of distracting her with his mouth, she couldn’t help but stiffen. Sawyer's hands glided up from her hips, stroking her back and side until the tension dissolved away. When it had, those hands slid back down to her hips and gripped her ass, his fingers spreading her cheeks wide so Beau could slide in. The move should have made her tense all over again, but instead it only relaxed her more. She didn't even jump when she felt Beau's cockhead press against the tight barrier of her anus.
She shouldn't have worried about whether he would fit or not. Beau wasn't the kind of man to rush a woman into taking his cock. He pushed with gentle pressure against the tight ring of her anus, all the while running his hands over her back and across her ass checks.
Just because Sawyer stayed completely still, letting his partner have the time he needed to get firmly lodged in her ass, didn't mean he wasn't busy. He kissed her the whole time, tracing his fingers casually along the sides of her breasts and over her hips. With him already in her pussy, her ass was tighter than it normally would have been, so it took Beau a little while to slide in. But as both men worked together, she realized she was more at ease getting it from her two cowboys at the same time than she'd ever been with any single guy.
So, when Beau's cockhead slipped right in her ass and pushed in the first inch or two immediately, she wasn't even surprised.
She was surprised by how good it felt, though. She was used to there being some discomfort when a guy first slid in her bottom. It was only natural—things as big as a guy's cock weren't intended to go up there. And she’d really expected more than a bit of discomfort with Beau's cock simply because he was so big.
But Beau's cock didn't hurt at all. In fact, it f
elt dang good—like she-couldn't-wait-to-feel-more kind of good.
Daisy tried to wiggle back against him a bit, but Sawyer wasn’t having any of that. He gripped her ass tighter, refusing to let her move.
“Don't rush the experience.”
So, she had no choice but to wait there impatiently as Beau slowly pumped in and out of her ass. The short thrusts made her anus tingle. She moaned and tried to wiggle her hips again, more vigorously this time.
“I think you can let her loose, Sawyer,” Beau said. “I'd say she’s ready.”
Sawyer immediately released her hips, only to reach up and place them on either side of her face. “Is Beau right? Are you ready for more?”
She nodded, then, before either man could stop her, she shoved back onto Beau's cock.
He grunted. “Well, I guess that answers that question.”
Daisy would have tried to work herself back even more, but something suddenly immobilized her, putting a stop to her sneaky thrusting attempts. A little thrill went through her. Beau had grabbed hold of the loop atop her harness and was holding her completely still. Between his grip on her booty leash and Sawyer's pogo stick wedged inside her, she couldn't move much at all.
She didn't have time to complain, though. As soon as Beau had properly demonstrated he was the one in charge of this fucking, he slid deeper in her asshole.
And slid.
And slid.
And slid.
Beau pressed in with slow, steady, inexorable force. Her tight anus spread wide to take everything he had to offer, and by the time she felt his hips come into contact with her ass cheeks, she was gasping for breath. Sparks went off deep inside her bottom. Good heavens, this was beyond unreal.
Then he leaned into her, moving that last little bit and pushing her down hard on Sawyer's shaft. Being that stuffed with two cocks pushed her beyond the gasping-for-breath point, and she started hyperventilating.
Sawyer saved her by pulling her face down for a kiss that made her realize breathing was highly overrated anyway. His fingers twisted in her hair and he kissed her like a man who truly wanted to consume her.
