Emma gasped as his tongue swiped her wet folds. Her taste, the silky, salty musk that was uniquely Emma, delighted his taste buds. Jack couldn’t get enough of her soft, pink pussy. He swirled his tongue around her clit and sucked the tiny pearl between his lips.
Max climbed back onto the bed and straddled Jack’s abdomen. A ripple of white-hot heat burned through Jack’s belly. He’d always been rather fond of Max’s weight pressing him down on a bed.
Max slid his arm around Emma’s waist and kissed her neck and cheek. “Move your hips, Emma,” Max instructed quietly. “You’re in control now. Ride Jack’s face, honey. Take what you want from his tongue and lips.”
She seemed hesitant at first so Jack slipped his tongue even lower and penetrated her pussy. Moaning, she rocked her hips. Jack used the tip of his nose to stimulate her clit as he lapped at her core and satisfied his thirst. Emma started to relax and embrace her role in the dominant position. Max’s instructions were muffled by her inner thighs but Jack knew they weren’t for him. His focus remained on Emma.
When she started to go wild atop him, her cunt got juicier and juicier. Jack couldn’t get enough. His tongue flicked and lapped and swirled until Emma threw back her head and shrieked like a banshee. “Jack!”
He groaned happily as she snapped her hips and rode his mouth for all it was worth. He gave her everything she wanted, stimulating her clit until she cried out again and flooded his chin. As Jack enjoyed the fruits of his labor, he became aware of Max’s thick fingers stroking his erection and reaching down to palm his sac. Jack closed his eyes as the wicked sensation of Emma’s pussy on his lips competed with Max’s warm, stroking hand.
“I can’t—I can’t take anymore,” Emma announced. She practically dived off him and curled on her side. With Emma gone, Jack had a clear view of Max who was still stroking his cock. He knew exactly what that look of pure, unadulterated lust meant.
Jack clasped Max’s arm and tugged him down. “Taste her, Max.” Jack licked Max’s lower lip. “Taste Emma’s pussy.”
Max growled and claimed Jack’s mouth with such roughness it left Jack feeling lightheaded. Suddenly, Emma was back at his side, her hands roaming their muscled bodies as Max’s tongue flicked against Jack’s.
This was what Jack had craved for so long. Two lovers, his woman and his man, to drive him wild.
5 Chapter Five
Emma’s pussy clenched at the sight of Max and Jack making out so passionately. Although they had touched and shared kisses that first night together, it hadn’t been like this. Sexual tension sizzled through the air and left her skin feeling prickly. She caressed Max’s steely arm and Jack’s hard chest as the pair dueled with their tongues.
Her gaze widened as Max broke away from Jack’s mouth just long enough to press his lips to hers. She melted into the erotic kiss, her tongue dancing with his. Max’s hand touched the back of her head and guided it to Jack’s mouth. Soon, Emma found herself trapped between them as Max slid onto her left side and Jack stayed on her right. The feeling of so many hands and mouths on her body drove her crazy. One night with her two cyborgs had only given her a taste of what these two men were capable of doing. Now she was about to find out what it really meant to be the woman shared by these two sexy beasts.
Max stretched out on his back and rested his head against the pillows near the headboard. It was a nice, big bed, and the room’s décor was so different than the rest of the house. Everything looked so new. She had the distinct feeling the room hadn’t been used until recently. The idea that Max and Jack had picked out the quilt and sheets and curtains to please her left Emma feeling so happy. They really were trying to make it work.
Emma stared at Max’s big cock. It still fascinated her. Remembering Jack’s lesson from their first night, she touched it. Her fingers glided over the hot, taut skin. She palmed his heavy balls and started to form a naughty idea.
Gazing boldly into Max’s eyes, she daringly asked, “Can I suck you, Max?”
He nearly choked at her question but quickly recovered. “Do you know how?”
She shook her head. “I bet I’m a quick study.” She looked to Jack. “Will you teach me?”
Jack grinned. “Love to.”
As Jack whispered near her ear, Emma dragged her tongue from the base of Max’s erection to the blunt tip. She swirled her tongue around the thick head and lapped at the shiny drops of precum dripping from the slit. She sucked the top inch or two between her lips. It was such a strange sensation, having a rock-hard penis in her mouth. Max’s girth stretched her lips. There was no way she’d be able to take him very deep tonight. Maybe with enough practice…
As she grew more confident, Emma allowed more and more of Max’s length to slide between her lips. She bobbed up and down on his cock, loving the rumbling sounds that came from his throat. His thighs flexed and his fingers sifted through her hair. “Emma,” he whispered lovingly. “Fuck. Baby! Suck my cock, Emma. Suck me harder.”
She hummed around the shaft in her mouth, happily following his directions. A quiver of excitement rocked her core. She loved the way Max looked when he was lost in the throes of ecstasy. He seemed almost vulnerable, his hard edges softened. It occurred to her that in the bedroom the playing field was leveled. Outside the house, she was a human and ranked rather low on the Outpost totem pole. With Max a major and Jack a captain, there was no way she could ever topple them out there. Inside the house, though, she could rule the nest—or, at least, be their equals.
Jack surprised her by moving behind her and between her open knees. When the head of his cock rubbed against her slick pussy, she moaned excitedly. The image of Max’s cock in her mouth and Jack’s buried deep in her cunt made her dizzy with lust. She let Max’s erection slip from her lips and caressed the length of him. Glancing over her shoulder, she met Jack’s needy gaze. “Tell me you want it, Emma. Tell me you want my cock in you.”
Emboldened by desire, she urged, “Put your cock in me, Jack. Fuck me.”
An expression of shock flitted across his face. Was it because she had grown bold as brass and used language more likely to fall from Max’s lips than her own? Sure, she’d been a virgin when Jack and Max had come into her life, but she wasn’t a child. She had experienced love and lust and sex through the well-worn books that had lined the small shelves in her bedroom. Transferring those vicarious experiences to real life felt so natural and easy. Here, with Jack and Max, she could be her favorite feisty and super sexy heroines.
Emma lowered her mouth to Max’s cock again. He groaned as she lapped at the underside of the purpling head. She kissed and sucked that sweet spot while Jack drew the blunt tip of his erection through her wet folds.
She groaned loudly as Jack circled her clit with the head of his cock. Her toes curled when he drove home with one quick thrust. Emma hissed at the sudden invasion and tried to widen her thighs. It was almost too much, but she didn’t want to stop.
Jack’s soothing hand swept up and down her back as he cooed gently behind her. “Push back against me, Emma. Show me how fast and deep you want me.”
Her lips still wrapped around Max’s cock, she pushed back against Jack. Impaled on his rigid shaft, she stretched to accommodate his length and thickness. He felt so good inside her, his cock stroking that spot he had discovered while eating her pussy that first time.
Jack took control after a few of her tentative thrusts. “Like this, baby? Is this how you want my cock in your pussy?”
“Yes! Yes!” Emma sighed around Max’s penis before taking him even deeper in her mouth. She craved him. Sucking harder and faster, matching the quick pace of Jack’s thrusts, she tried to give Max as much pleasure as she was experiencing. It seemed impossible but her pussy was even wetter than when Jack had tortured her with his skillful tongue. The sound of their bodies mating filled the room. Max’s groans and pants punctuated the soundtrack of Jack and Emma’s bodies slapping together.
“God, Emma, you look so beautiful.” Max
stroked her face. “Look at how red and swollen your lips are, baby.” He grasped his shaft and used the head of his cock to trace her mouth. “Do you want to keep sucking me, Emma? Do you want me to come on your tongue?” He pushed his cock back between her lips again. “Or do you want me to come inside you, Emma? Do you want me to fill your hot little pussy with my come?”
“Inside me,” Emma begged, desperate for the same experience she now shared with Jack to be shared with Max.
Smiling, Max pulled away from her mouth completely. He dragged himself out from beneath her and kneeled next to the hands she was using to brace herself against the mattress. Max cupped her face and turned her so he could claim her mouth. Jack never let up as he thrust in and out of her pussy.
“Tell me how it feels to have Jack pounding into you. Do you like his hard cock in your cunt? Like the way he’s riding you hard?”
Jack’s fingers bit into her hip as Max asked his questions. Emma could hardly put two words together as Jack thrust into her so perfectly. Every nerve ending in her body seemed electrified.
“Ah! I do, Max.” She reached back for Jack and gripped his side. “I love it so much.”
Jack’s wound his arm around her chest, his forearm clamped over her breasts. He hauled her up straight, his chest pressed to her back. The fingers of his right hand curved against her chin. The digits of the other hand reached between her thighs and strummed her clit. Jack’s heavy breathing filled her ear as his cock plunged in and out of her at this new angle. In no time at all, she hovered on the edge of climax. The walls of her pussy quivered rhythmically as she drew closer and closer.
“Come for me, Emma,” Jack whispered against her ear. “Want to feel you milking my cock when you come.”
She couldn’t deny his request. Jack’s fingers flicked her clit once, twice and then sent her headlong into the rush of orgasm. Her body seized up as she spasmed around his shaft. Jack took her hard and fast, growling as he was suddenly gripped in the fist of his own orgasm. Pleasure rippled through Emma as Jack found release deep inside her.
He lovingly kissed her cheek before their lips met in a slightly awkward kiss, the positions of their bodies preventing their mouths from meeting completely. She didn’t care. Just touching Jack, being held in his warm embrace, was enough for Emma. She enjoyed the intimacy of being joined with him even as he started to go soft inside her.
And then Max was carefully taking her from Jack’s arms. He laid her out on the bed and stretched over her. Emma parted her thighs for him as she slid her arm around his shoulder and grasped the back of his neck. She drew him down for one of his sensual kisses. The way Max made love to her mouth evoked images of the way he used his mouth between her legs. Beneath this hardened, rough exterior lived such a gentle giant. She so hoped to see more of that side of Max.
He entered her deliberately and slowly, drawing out that first delicious thrust. Emma’s lips parted as Max’s hovered just above hers, teasing her with the promise of a kiss just as he teased her with the promise of his cock bottoming out in her. When he was fully sheathed in her hot, wet depths, Emma pulled him down for a kiss. Their tongues tangled as Max thrust at a leisurely pace, taking his time as he took them on the journey to climax.
Max sat back on his heels and lifted Emma’s feet to his shoulders. He playfully bit the arch of her right foot. She giggled but then moaned when his tongue flicked across her big toe. The thought of having her toes sucked had never, ever entered her mind but the naughty sensation Max aroused made her rethink that stance. His velvety tongue swiped her toe before he sucked hard and pressed his thumb into her arch. The acupressure and suction made her pussy pulse and clit throb.
“Max! Oh! Do that again.”
He chuckled that low, rumbling laugh of his before giving her exactly what she wanted. As he nibbled her toes, Max started to fuck her a bit faster. Emma closed her eyes and relished the wicked feeling of being fucked and sucked at the same time. A small part of her wondered if she shouldn’t be ashamed of her unabashedly wanton behavior. It was clear from Max and Jack’s faces that they found her responses perfectly okay. In fact, they seemed to encourage her to let loose, to enjoy sex in all its wildest and wickedest ways.
Jack curled up against her side and kissed cheek. His fingertips trailed along her jaw before he kissed her. He palmed her breast and rubbed his thumb over her nipple. The rosy skin drew tight beneath his touch. Max grasped her calves and crossed her feet at the ankles.
“Oh!” Emma couldn’t believe how different she felt down there. Max’s cock seemed even thicker and longer. Jack chuckled against her throat. His fingertips walked down the lean plank of her belly until they found her clit. The little nub had already given Emma four amazing climaxes, but Jack and Max seemed determined to force another.
Not that she minded…
Max’s hips snapped faster, driving his long, hard cock in and out of her dripping cunt at an almost breakneck speed. With her legs crossed and her passage tightened, she felt every inch of his shaft as it slipped in and out, pounding her right into the mattress. Jack’s nimble fingers manipulated her clit until she exploded with pure bliss.
Screaming and undulating, Emma surfed the rolling waves of her climax. She clutched at Max, grabbing his hands and holding on for dear life as he became almost feral. He fucked her so hard and fast, Emma feared she would never be able to walk again. But it felt so good. She vibrated with ecstasy.
“Emma!” Max roared her name as he came. He slammed so deep she slid up the mattress at least an inch. Her legs dropped open as he fell between them and kissed her almost desperately. “Emma,” he whispered and stared into her eyes. “My sweet, sweet Emma.”
She didn’t know what to say to that and simply kissed him back. She sensed Max didn’t need her to say anything at all. He fell off to her side and threw an arm over his eyes. Jack did the same, rolling onto his back and wiping a hand down his chest. Both men looked so relaxed and sated. Pride surged within Emma. She had given them that feeling of contentment.
Emma took advantage of the momentary lull in their lovemaking to scamper off the bed and head to the bathroom. The seeping wetness between her thighs wasn’t so much fun once the hot sex ended. After she’d cleaned up, she returned to the bedroom. The sun had nearly disappeared along the horizon, and it was getting dark inside the room.
“Come here, honey.” Max held out a hand and beckoned her closer. She happily climbed onto the mattress and slid between her men. Max dragged her onto him, her cheek resting against his chest. Jack curled up to her back and crooked a leg over hers. She noticed the way their hands overlapped on her hip. Max stroked Jack’s finger as the three of them drifted off.
The reassuring thump of Max’s heartbeat lulled her to sleep. She hadn’t rested well at all while in quarantine. From the way Jack and Max passed out so quickly she had a feeling they had endured the same insomnia. Emma’s eyelids drooped until she too surrendered to the welcoming arms of sleep.
Sometime later, Emma woke to the deliciously wicked sensations of fingers sliding between the lips of her pussy and circling her clit. A soft mouth claimed hers. Jack, she realized, as she recognized his style of kissing. The fingers probing her sex belonged to Max as did the teeth lightly sinking into the flesh of her breast. Flat on her back between them, Emma was completely at their mercy—and loved every second of it. She surrendered control and simply embraced the joy and sensuality of it all.
In the darkness, with just the barest hint of moonlight, she could hardly make out the men’s forms. She relied on her sense of touch to tell her which of them tasted her lips and which one was licking and nibbling his way down her belly. A pair of lips seized her clit and tugged hard on the pink nub.
Oh, that was definitely Max!
She smiled against Jack’s cheek as he kissed her temple and massaged her breasts. He seemed to know just how to tweak and roll her nipples. Her toes curled as Jack and Max worked her into a frenzied state with their mouths an
d hands.
As Max feasted on her pussy, Emma howled into the darkness. She reached down and grasped his head, bucking her hips and pressing her clit against his tongue as she fought to wring every drop of pleasure from the experience. Max chuckled against her skin, clearly amused by the wild way she responded to him. Jack teethed her earlobe and whispered the filthiest things, detailing all the dirty, naughty things they were going to do to her.
The vision of Jack’s cock thrusting in and out of her ass while Max’s pounded her pussy sent Emma reeling headlong into another strong climax. Max relentlessly assaulted her clit with his tongue. He pushed her straight into a second, even more powerful orgasm that left her limp and sleepy.
She perked to the sounds of Max and Jack grunting and growling at one another. The smack of wet kisses ricocheted off the walls. Suddenly, Emma needed to see. She mustered enough energy to reach out for the lamp on the side table. After blinking a few times, she acclimated to the soft, low glow of the bulb. Max and Jack hardly noticed, shooting only a cursory glance her way. Emma rolled onto her side and watched the two sexiest men she had ever seen as they made love to one another.
When Max sucked Jack’s cock between his lips, Emma’s pussy clenched. Max displayed the same ravenous hunger for Jack as he did for her. She was fascinated by the way Max stroked and swallowed at the same time, his face bobbing between Jack’s thighs. Face turned toward the ceiling, Jack whispered Max’s name over and over. He licked his lips and looked at Emma. Fingers outstretched, he reached for her. “Emma.”
She didn’t hesitate. In an instant, Emma had sidled up next to Jack. She tipped his face and claimed his mouth, taking control of their kiss. She liked the way it felt to have Jack beneath her, to be the one dominating the wicked mating of their mouths.
When Jack pulled away and gasped, Emma glanced between his parted knees and saw something she had never expected. Max’s big hands pushed against the backs of Jack’s thighs. His face was buried down there and his tongue—oh, his tongue! Emma couldn’t believe what Max did with his tongue. It circled the hidden pucker there.
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