Graham, Jan - Finding Angel [Wylde Shore] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Graham, Jan

  “That so fucking amazing,” Daniel said as he gripped Angel’s hips and began to slowly thrust into her wetness.

  “You don’t need to tell me about amazing.” Christian let his eyes roll back briefly as Daniel’s thrusts into Angel forced her mouth farther down on his cock, allowing its head to hit the back of her throat.

  It was obvious Angel loved having two men inside her. Her arousal was evidenced by the darkening of her eyes and the mewling sounds she made as Christian’s cock hardened and released trickles of pre-cum down her throat. And now, with Daniel filling her cunt, she appeared to be in ecstasy. As the pace of Daniel’s thrusting increased, Christian watched Angel slip into sexual oblivion once more.

  As she began to come, Angel lifted her head slightly away from him, and he entwined his fingers in her long hair and pushed her mouth back down onto him before beginning to thrust into her mouth. Angel had released control of her body over to Christian and Daniel as wave after wave of orgasm swamped her. Her body trembled as the onslaught continued. Her orgasms seemed to blend into one continual stream. Angel’s screams of release were muffled by Christian’s cock as he continued to fuck her face.

  With his cock deep in her mouth, Christian was ready to come. He’d asked her to move her head if she didn’t want it in her mouth, but she hadn’t replied. He heard his brother let out a guttural cry that Christian recognised as Daniel’s sign he was coming. Christian could feel every shudder and spasm of Angel’s orgasming body ripple through his penis, every pleasurable moan vibrating against him. Knowing she had been fully pleasured, he thrust toward the back of Angel’s throat, filling her mouth with his hot fluid, and exhaled in relief as he felt her begin to swallow. He saw Daniel relax back onto the mattress and heard Angel whimper as Daniel withdrew from her well-pounded pussy. Angel ensured the shudders of Christian’s orgasm were finished before releasing him from her mouth and rolling onto her back, eyes closed, panting heavily, totally out of breath. The peaceful smile on her face indicated she was satisfied.

  Angel felt two pairs of hands gently caressing her body as Daniel and Christian positioned themselves once again on either side of her. Their touch was soft and gentle and caused her to shiver in delight. Angel lifted her head and kissed each of them cheekily on the tip of their nose. Laughing wearily as she flopped back down between them, Angel could feel the gaze of each man on her as she relaxed into their touch. Feeling her desire for them begin to grow again, Angel wondered how long they took to bounce back after coming. She could feel her pussy begin to tingle once more as her nipples returned to hard buds. She wondered whether they were ready for more and wasn’t sure if she should ask. Angel knew at times she could be insatiable, her body demanding to be pleasured over and over again. But this morning she decided she probably shouldn’t be greedy.

  “I need to go to the bathroom,” Angel said. “I should have told you we might need a towel on the bed for sex.” Angel attempted to sit up.

  “Wait, explain?” Christian pushed her back down onto the bed.

  “She squirts.” Daniel smiled as he slipped his hands under Angel’s thighs and lifted them up toward her chest, raising Angel’s bottom off the bed. Christian sat up and looked at the drenched sheets and cum marks where her lower half had been lying.

  “You lucky prick.” Christian looked at Daniel before laughing. “I’m going to have so much fun with that little trick.” He kissed Angel on the forehead.

  “Well, as long as I’m included, I won’t mind.” Angel giggled. “But don’t get excited, Christian. I don’t always do it. I’m not a trained monkey, you know.”

  “Come on then.” Daniel slapped Angel on the arse before releasing her legs. “Time for a shower and then breakfast. I, unfortunately, am working for part of today.”

  Daniel walked into his bathroom, and Angel heard the shower begin to run. Christian took her by the hand and led her into the bathroom, opening the door so she could join Daniel. He closed the door behind her and wandered out of the room. Angel placed her arms around Daniel’s firm body, kissing his chest sensually as the water splashed against them. Daniel took the soap and began lathering Angel’s back. She could feel his cock hardening once again as her lips caressed his chest. He turned her around, letting the stream of water wash the soap off her back. Angel took the soap away from Daniel and began washing his body. Making her way down his chest, she let her soapy hand move down onto his cock, massaging it to a full erection once more. Moving aside so the water could wash the soap away, Angel stood on her toes and whispered in Daniel’s ear.

  “May I have you again please, Sir?”

  Daniel leant in toward her face and kissed Angel passionately. She felt him manoeuvre her body toward the cool, tile wall before lifting her off the ground. Angel spread her legs around Daniel’s hips, continuing to kiss him fervently. He slid into her again, this time with more force than before, pinning her firmly to the wall. His thrusts were deeper, more urgent. Angel let out a cry of pleasure as he began to pound against her wet cunt. Her breasts bounced against him, her hard nipples rubbing against his chest.

  “Say it.” Daniel stared at her, his passion making his eyes appear almost black. “Say it,” he repeated

  “Fuck,” Angel moaned loudly. “Fuck me harder.” Angel’s back slid on the wall as one of Daniel’s hands reached up and pulled at her hair, turning her head so he could speak directly into her ear.

  “Fuck me harder what?”

  “Please, Sir,” Angel barely got the word out before Daniel let loose on her, pounding her cunt with hard, deep, fast thrusts. Angel felt her cunt contract around his hardness. Spasms of delight rolled against her, and she wanted to thrust her hips, but Daniel had her pinned firmly to the wall.

  “Ask me,” Daniel demanded. Angel realised what he wanted. She was ready to come as his hand fisted tighter in her hair.

  “May I come please, Sir?” Angel willingly asked for permission, hoping she would be able to hold out for the answer.

  “No.” Daniel smiled.

  “Fuck you,” Angel snapped, desperate for release.

  “Fuck you what?” Daniel growled in her ear.

  “Fuck you, Sir. I need to come.” Angel tried to push back against the thrusts that were beginning to drive her mad.

  “Okay.” Daniel laughed as he released her hair and grabbed her thigh. His hands spread her legs farther, opening her to her maximum and deepening his pounding thrusts. Angel began coming furiously, her cries of pleasure growing louder with each deep, firm stroke Daniel thrust into her.

  She could see the outline of Christian watching them through the glass shower screen, a smile on his face, an erection in his hand. Daniel released his seed into her again as she clung to him, her cunt squeezing every last drop from him as it contracted firmly around him. Daniel stood breathless with his cock still inside her. He kissed her tenderly on the lips.

  “What do you need to say to me, Angel?” he asked, rubbing his face against her wet cheek.

  “Thank you, Sir,” Angel breathed, releasing her legs from around his hips so he could lower her to the ground.

  “Good girl,” Daniel said, kissing her on the top of the head and smiling down at her. “You please me.”

  Angel stood leaning against the wall smiling. She was tempted to say, “You please me, too, big boy,” but thought better of it. After all, she could see Christian primed for action and reaching for the shower door. Angel watched as Christian stepped into the shower recess while Daniel finished showering to get ready for work.

  Christian turned on the second shower head of the elongated recess and pulled Angel toward him. He ran his hand over her wet body until he found the place between her legs that had been so well used by his brother. Her cunt was open and ready for him, and he delighted in hearing the soft moan of pleasure as he slipped three fingers inside her with ease.

  “Wet doesn’t begin to describe it.” He grinned at her. “What do you want?”

  “You,” she rep
lied, running her hands down his stomach, seeking out his hardness.

  He grabbed hold of her wrists with one large hand and moved her hands away from his cock. “What do you want?”

  “I want your cock,” she said, trying to release her hands from his grip. The stinging slap on her arse, causing her to quickly add, “Please, Sir.”

  “And where do you want it?” Christian let his fingers return to tease her clit.

  “I want your cock in my cunt please, Sir,” Angel yelled, feeling herself begin to come again as he tormented her hard clit. “I want to come all over you cock. Please, Sir, I want your cock.”

  Christian laughed at the urgency in Angel’s voice and turned her around, pushing her into the corner of the shower. A wide ledge had been moulded into the cubicle at the end of the recess. He lifted her onto it and spread her legs, her back leaning against the glass. Without a word, Christian entered her with a groan of delight. Christian contemplated Angel’s seemingly endless stamina, and how she appeared happy to keep coming back for more. It gave him the impression they could both ride her all day, and she would accept whatever they had to give. As her cunt stretched around Christian’s erection, she squealed, her cunt spasming almost immediately. He thrust into her slowly at first before increasing his pace. Angel began to come, her hips moving in unison with the rhythm Christian set.

  Christian decided he did want to stay inside Angel all day. Her pussy clenched and released his cock effortlessly as she began to come again. The look of euphoria on her face as he thrust into her was magical. Angel grabbed onto his shoulder and pulled him closer to her, saying, “Faster please, Sir. Harder please, Sir.” As he picked up his pace, she placed her head on his shoulder and began to moan wildly. He felt her cunt clench tightly around him and then begin to push against him. Pounding her mercilessly, he reached up and took her nipples between his fingers, pinching them firmly.

  Angel screamed in ecstasy as he continued to fuck her hard, the movement causing the firm pinch of his fingers to pull at her breasts with each upward thrust of his cock. Angel’s nails clenched into his biceps firmly, and he felt her teeth bite into the flesh on his shoulder. He felt her squirt over his cock, just before he in turn filled her. As his spent cock slipped from inside her, she slumped against him, kissing his shoulder and apologising profusely for biting him. As he washed her spent body, he counted ten apologies. He didn’t mind the biting. It was actually a huge turn-on, not that he was letting her know that just yet.

  Breakfast was already on the table as they walked into the dining area. Angel was wearing one of Daniel’s white Tshirts, and Christian had on a pair of jeans with no shirt.

  “Come here,” Christian instructed Angel as he walked to the kitchen island ahead of her.

  Daniel watched as Christian selected a plastic egg lifter from the utensil drawer before asking Angel to place her hands on the bench and extend her bottom out toward him. Christian bought the wide, flat end of the egg lifter down on Angel’s arse with four swift, hard slaps, one word accompanying each strike.

  “Don’t…Bite…The…Dom…” He threw the utensil into the sink before taking Angel by the hand and leading her to the table.

  “Angel, did you bite Christian?” Daniel sat at the table, trying not to laugh as they both joined him. Angel nodded and blushed as she took a sip of her coffee. Daniel was sure she had a cheeky smile on her face as she moved the cup toward her lips. It was only then that Daniel noticed a set of distinct teeth marks on his brother’s shoulder.

  “He should consider it payback for him ripping your lovely chemise this morning,” Daniel said as he finished off his coffee before smiling at Christian.

  “We’re going shopping today, just for a little while.” Angel smiled across the table to Daniel. “Do you want anything?”

  “Something sexy for you”—Daniel winked at her as he stood to leave—“and a big bandaid for Christian.”

  Daniel was still laughing as he walked out the door. He wished he didn’t have to go in to the hospital today, but it was only for a few hours. He needed to check on a couple of patients and see if he could get some more free hours in his schedule over the next week or so. If Angel was happy to stay with them, then Daniel wanted to spend as much time with her as he could.

  Daniel divided his time between two associated hospitals. The hospital in the city was a large metropolitan teaching facility, catering to patients from all over the state, performing both new and proven medical procedures as well as conducting medical research. The hospital had affiliations with smaller medical facilities located in outer metropolitan and rural areas. These hospitals were not as well funded due to low pollution levels, and the affiliation offered the patients in those communities access to highly trained doctors and other specialists that they would normally be denied. For services not offered at a local level, patients were transported to the city for treatment, returning to their local community for recovery periods and follow up. One of the hospitals in this network of facilities was the one in Daniel’s hometown. The hospital was about two hours away from the main hospital in the city, and even though it had surgical facilities, it was nowhere near as state-of-the-art as its city affiliate. When Daniel came home from overseas, he returned to the hospital in the city that offered him the chance to continue to hone his skills and participate in research. As part of his tenure, he was offered the position of leading surgeon for the affiliate service near his home. Daniel split his work week between the two hospitals, seeing his time in the local hospital as a way to give back to the community he had chosen to live in.

  When Christian and he had purchased their home, they had wanted to live in a semirural area, away from the constant buzz of the city. Both men felt they needed room to move as the city had become far too claustrophobic. Living where they did gave them the chance to relax away from demands of both work and the sometimes all-too-consuming Kink scene. Daniel felt they had finally reached a healthy work-life balance. Still close enough to go to city social events and work, they were also far enough away to not be bothered by anything if they chose to.

  The home was set on a large block, and neighbours were still close enough to be acquainted with but not close enough to be sitting in their back pocket. One of the things Daniel found advantageous was the fact that there was no neighbour noise at all where they lived. Daniel and Christian enjoyed renovating vintage cars which, in the city, had required them to hire a space in an industrial area to work out of so as not to alienate their neighbours. Now, with a large garage and workshop on the grounds of their property, they could enjoy their pastime at home and not alienate anyone. There were of course other noises that Daniel preferred the neighbours not be privy to, one of them being any kinky play that he participated it. He chuckled to himself as he thought of his time with Angel this morning. She could be loud at times, and he loved that she would have the freedom to do that without inhibition.

  Daniel did his rounds of the hospital, finished some paperwork, and checked his schedule. He rescheduled a few extra local shifts so he could be closer to home in case Angel needed him and turned some of his city days into longer ones so he had extra time off. Happy with his work, Daniel left the hospital at about eleven and headed home. He had texted Christian to see if he could meet them at the shopping centre but had not received a reply. Daniel wanted to take Angel out to buy her something special, but assuming she would be a bit tired from going out with Christian this morning, he opted to take home one dozen long-stemmed roses from the local florist.

  Christian had watched as Angel cleaned up the dishes after breakfast and tidied the kitchen. She went into Daniel’s bedroom and stripped the sheets off the bed before asking to be directed to the laundry. She wandered back up the hallway to her room, making the bed before bringing her jeans and a few other items out with her and returning to the laundry. As he walked out onto the front veranda to collect the morning paper, Christian wondered whether Angel thought she was expected to do housewor
k and clean up after the men, or whether this was just a sign of who she was and how comfortable she felt in their home. She looked stunning. Her freshly washed hair was even curlier than it had been yesterday. He loved the way her breasts moved under the silk robe that he had purchased from the same stockist he got her rose-covered bedding from. As Angel walked to the laundry, her bottom jiggled under the shiny material, causing his cock to move in his pants. He didn’t want to go out. He just wanted to sit and watch her carry on her activities in the house.

  Christian unrolled the newspaper and pretended to start reading. The house had a much different vibe to it. There was an ease and comfort to being home this morning that he hadn’t noticed before. The house was somehow suddenly feminine and sensual. It appeared to be lighter inside. Everything looked brighter as he relaxed on the sofa. This entire change he attributed to Angel’s presence. In only one day the whole environment had changed for the better.

  “Would you like some fresh coffee?” Angel asked, holding up the coffeepot. “You’ll have to show me how to work the machine, though, because I don’t have one of these.”