by Frankie Love
The hike down the mountain went quickly. We joked around, and both Ashton and Jude took turns flirting with me. The mood had shifted, though, and my anxiety from earlier in the day evaporated.
My excitement built as I imagined this evening with all of us together. I said a quick good-bye once we made it back to the property, and they gave me polite broad-daylight kisses on the cheek, even though I knew all of us wanted more.
When I got back to the cabin, Courtney was setting out a tray of yummy appetizers, and I popped a grape in my mouth, suddenly famished.
“I’m going on a night hike,” I announced when Courtney asked if I would go to the soaking tubs with her. She immediately frowned. “Sorry. But it’s a full moon. How many times will I get to do something like that?”
“I guess not enough,” she snapped.
God, that girl needs to get laid.
“Well, I’m taking a shower. I’m all gross from the hike.” I took off my coat and something flew from my coat pocket.
“Umm, forget something??” Courtney asked, looking over at Callie for back up, but Callie was already buried under her duvet, apparently exhausted from her massage.
Court held my hot pink thong in her hand.
“Oops,” I said, not offering any more information. What exactly would I say? Oh, I just got eaten out on the top of the mountain, by two of the hottest men I’ve ever been with, and got dressed in a jiffy? “They must have um, gotten misplaced,” I said, hiding a smile.
“Right,” Courtney said, shaking her head.
“I’m gonna take a bath. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No,” she answered, quickly. “Actually, I’m gonna head to the tubs right now.”
With Courtney gone and Callie sleeping, I took advantage of the quiet cabin. Slipping into the bathroom, I turned the water in the shower on, as hot as I could stand it. Once it was steaming, I stepped in, letting the water fall across my breasts and through my long hair.
I shaved my legs carefully, wanting my skin to be soft for tonight, and I looked at my mound, grateful I went to the salon for regular waxes.
Soap covered my skin, and I luxuriated in the memory of the top of the mountain. I had really let myself go, and I’d been so well rewarded. Never in my life would I have expected the two of them to proposition me that way.
Sure, everyone knew guys fantasized about getting with two girls at once—but for me to have two guys to myself? It was beyond.
I thought about the image-obsessed guys in the city, how little they actually knew about pleasing a woman. They were so boring I’d stopped sleeping with them.
But this would be different. This was exactly the excitement I wanted.
When I finished the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and began planning my outfit—the goal being easy access. I wasn’t going to waste time with buttons. I just wanted Jude and Ashton to cover me with their hands.
I was sitting on my bed, rubbing lotion on my legs, when Callie woke up from her nap.
“Good rest?” I asked.
“Yes. Exactly what the doctor ordered.” She looked so peaceful and happy; it was crazy to see the girl who had harped on me for hours yesterday suddenly so blissed out.
“I’m so glad. This weekend has been just what I needed.”
“The hike pretty good then?” she asked, lying down and facing me.
“Yeah, I mean the hike was good.…”
“But?”
“Well, the two guys on the hike, they were the guys from the lobby.”
“That’s cool. My masseuse was, too.”
“Oh yeah?” I asked, before remembering that Jude had mentioned that. Suddenly my curiosity was piqued. Maybe all of these guys were into kinky sex. “Was he like … you know, open minded?”
Callie’s jaw dropped. “Willow, what are you implying?”
“Well, these guys were really … umm, horny.” I said horny, but what I really meant was hot. And good with their tongues. And hands. But I was deflecting my true thoughts, and tried to simplify.
I didn’t know if Callie would really understand that the connection I shared with these two guys was about more than sex and six packs and a tight pussy. I didn’t know if Callie would understand that what these guys and I had shared was deeply personal.
“Okay, and so you’re wondering if they’re as horny as their friends are?” she asked.
“I don’t know, I mean. I guess I wondered.” I used a comb to get through my tangles as Callie grew more interested in this conversation.
“Did you do something with the guys on the hike?” she asked.
“What, like, besides hike?” I laughed, and knew I was caught.
Callie chucked a pillow at me and I ducked, cracking up. “Okay, yes. I did do something.”
“You wouldn’t have brought it up if you didn’t want to spill the beans.”
“I know.” Covering my face for a second, I realized my real reason for not being forthright with Callie. I was kind of embarrassed that I wasn’t as experienced as I’d led her to believe. “Okay, if I tell you, no judgment, promise?”
“Promise.”
“Have you ever had a threesome?” I asked.
“No. Have you?”
“Almost. Today. Like, in the woods.”
“That’s pretty….”
“Pretty what?”
“Pretty hot. I mean, it’s totally hot. You and two guys. Those guys? That’s, like, every girl’s wet dream.”
“Wow, Callie, I’ve never heard you talk that way, or expected you to. You’re always so, so….”
“Bitchy?”
I laughed. “I was going to say uptight.”
“So are you going to meet up with those guys later?” she asked.
“We planned a night hike,” I admitted.
“You should go and, like, be all-in.”
“You think so? I mean, I want to, it’s just I’ve never done that. I don’t want to mess it up.”
“Honestly, if two guys asked for a threesome, I don’t think there’s much messing up you can do.”
I laughed. “What are you doing tonight? Courtney went to the soaking tubs.”
“I have another massage.”
I raised my eyebrows, but didn’t press.
“What?” she asked. “It’s just a massage.”
“Sure it is, honey. Call it whatever you want,” I said, winking.
I knew what my “night hike” really was, and I had a good idea of what her “massage” was, but I would let her come clean in her own time, just like I had.
For now, I needed to get dressed so I could have my clothes ripped off me.
Chapter Twenty-One
Walking to the water’s edge, I was ready for them to take me any way they pleased. The sky was dark and the full moon hung over me. I wore a long skirt with a see-through tank top and slip-on boots. I’d left my hair long and loose around my face, and slipped a soft cashmere sweater over my shoulders.
I could see the guys ahead of me, waiting. It was sexy to be desired, to be waited on. They were eager, but so was I. After walking down that mountain, we were all in pain. I was sure they both had massive hard-ons, and my pussy was screaming for more.
Tonight, we would all get what we wanted.
“Willow,” Ashton said, offering me his hand. “You look radiant.”
“You both look pretty fine yourselves.” I didn’t know if I should give each of them kisses, or hold both their hands, and I immediately felt over my head. But then I remembered Callie telling me there was no way I could mess this up. All of us just wanted to be pleasured, and we needed to allow ourselves that by relaxing.
So I did what I wanted. I leaned in and kissed Ashton hard on the lips and then turned to Jude and kissed him with equal passion.
“Thanks for inviting me here tonight,” I told them, taking each by the arm as they led me down a path deeper in the woods.
“The yurt is close by,” Jude explained. “It’s closed for the se
ason, but our friend got us the key.”
We walked down the trail for a few minutes, as my heart beat furiously in anticipation. I kept glancing up and catching Ashton’s eye. He would give me a wink, or bite his lip, telling me how excited he was, too.
Jude laced my fingers though his and squeezed them, and I knew he felt the same surge of energy.
They opened the door, revealing an intimate space with a fire burning in a wood stove, wine set out on the table, and soft music playing from an iPod. I felt safe, but also sexy. It was a combination I wasn’t all too familiar with.
“Let us undo you,” Jude said, his serious voice penetrating me.
I so badly wanted to be undone.
Ashton handed us glasses of wine, and we toasted the night and one another. I took a sip and set it down quickly. I had other things on my mind and I didn’t need any sort of inebriation to turn up the heat.
“How should we start?” I asked tentatively.
“We had a few ideas,” Ashton said, his eyes twinkling.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah,” Jude confirmed, and then he slipped off his crew-neck tee, revealing a chiseled six-pack and an eagle tattoo covering his chest. His jeans hung low on his waist, revealing the band of his boxer shorts. I wanted to slide my fingers under the elastic and see what he had hidden from me. “We’re each going to take off one piece at a time.”
I turned to see Ashton unbuttoning his flannel shirt, and I bit my lip while I watched. Butterflies rippled through my belly as his shirt slid to the ground. His abs were rock solid, and I wanted to press my body against him.
“Now it’s your turn,” Jude said, watching me.
I gave them a smirk. “What do you want me to take off first?”
“Your top,” Ashton said decisively.
I dropped my cashmere sweater and then, knowing I was being a tease, I shrugged. “Who’s next?”
“Ohhh, no you don’t,” Ashton said. “All the top layers.” He walked over to me and quickly raised the hem of my tank top and slid it over my head in one motion, keeping his eyes on me as he tossed it to the ground.
Jude came from behind me and unhooked my bra. I drew in a breath as he gently took it off. Once it was removed, he cupped my breasts from behind. My tits were full, and even his big hands couldn’t contain their fullness.
Jude’s lips brushed against my shoulder, my neck arching as I inhaled his woodsy smell. He was pine trees and scotch and leather-bound books. His beard scratched my skin, causing me to shiver in anticipation. I leaned back into his chest, his skin warm and soothing.
“You’re so gorgeous, Willow,” Ashton said, standing in front of Jude and me.
“This doesn’t feel weird, the three of us?” I asked, not feeling strange at all, just wanting to make sure they wanted this still. They were best friends, after all.
“You make me feel alive,” Ashton answered, not knowing that was exactly how he made me feel.
“And I would never pass up an opportunity to make you happy,” Jude explained.
“Good. I just wanted to make sure we were all on the same page,” I said, realizing that would probably be my last coherent thought for the evening, because Jude was still cupping my breasts, his fingers circling my nipples as they grew hard.
“Another item,” Jude said, stepping away from me and dropping his jeans and boxers, revealing a massive hard-on.
Fuck, that is so unbelievably sexy. My naked breasts got him that excited. Just wait, I thought, you’ll get really excited once I’m on my knees sucking that cock.
He was so large and long, just like I’d hoped for.
Ashton pulled off his pants, too, and my breath caught in my throat. I was filled with desire, seeing his hard cock in the lit room. Last night under the moon, I’d known he was solid and thick, but his girth was what I knew made me come so fast last night.
I couldn’t believe I’d get both of them in my body.
“Your turn,” Ashton said.
Knowing he was right, and knowing I was ready, I shimmied out of my pants. Standing between them in my teeny black panties, I licked my lips. “You guys have no idea how ready I am for you.” I put my fingers at the lacy band of my panties to take them off, but Ashton pushed my hands away.
“Let us.”
Two completely naked men stood on either side of me, and both got on their knees, then each used one hand to inch my panties off. I stepped out of them, and my bare skin tingled at the delight of them both staring at me.
It felt delicious, to be the object of their desire. I felt the space between my thighs become moist, and I teased them by pressing my fingers against my bare mound. Dipping my fingers into myself, I brought my hand to my lips, sucking the wetness off.
“Oh, fuck,” Jude said, looking up at me. His head was at my waist, so I used my other hand to pull my fingers through his hair.
“You like that?” I asked. He nodded slowly, so I pressed my wet finger into his mouth. He sucked hard as I pulled it back out.
“You taste so good.”
“I want a taste,” Ashton said, and pressed his mouth against my opening. His tongue flicked against my clit, nice and slow, letting the pressure and pleasure rise within me. I let a small moan escape my mouth.
“You taste like honey,” Ashton said.
“Let me taste you,” I said, my voice raspy with heat. I had never had four hands on my body at one time before, and the pleasure was so gratifying I immediately wanted to give back to them.
Jude lifted me in his arms and carried me to the enormous bed in the center of the room. As he set me on the soft duvet, I looked up and saw that the domed ceiling of the yurt had a skylight.
“The moon.” I pointed above me, and the three of us looked up, quiet for a moment. We lay on our backs, and I decided to claim the moment for myself.
I reached out and held each of their hard cocks in my hands. Pressing my thumbs and forefingers against their long shafts, I rubbed them up and down, slow and steady. They loved the movements I made with my hand, that much was clear from their soft moans, encouraging me to keep at it.
Loving the power position I suddenly had, I turned around. Now on my knees, and facing them, I could feel my large breasts bouncing as I moved. I was able to look at both of them as I fondled them, twirling their balls with my fingers. All I wanted was to press a cock in my mouth.
“You like that?” I asked them coyly.
“Oh, yeah, baby,” Ashton said. Since I had already pressed my pussy against his cock the night before, I decided that Jude was the one who needed my lips the most. I leaned over him and began at the tip of his shaft.
My lips circled Jude’s tip, and licked him lavishly, up and down, so nice and slow. Ashton took my hand off his cock, so I saddled up on Jude, really going for it now. I clawed his chest with my hands and kept bobbing my head up and down as I swallowed his cock whole. He was so big the back of my throat ached, but I didn’t care.
I wanted to make him come. I wanted the salty goodness in my mouth. I would swallow more of him before this was over, and we all knew it.
Now that I was on my knees, bent over Jude with my ass high in the air, it was as if Ashton knew exactly what I was imagining. He came from behind me and began using his fingers to stretch open my pussy.
His hand slapped against my slick thigh, and I groaned with desire.
“I like it really hard,” I told him, dropping Jude’s balls in my mouth, sucking them softly, as my hand held his massive cock.
Ashton pressed three fingers in my pussy, and I arched my ass up higher in delight. He moved in and out, my juice covering his hand.
“I love how you gush,” he said to my back.
“I want your cock in me,” I moaned. He slipped on a condom quickly. Then, as I sucked Jude, Ashton pressed his big cock into my pussy from behind.
The fullness of him in my pussy and a cock in my mouth made me squirt like I never had before. My core jolted in pleasure, and I had to
focus to remember how I got this damn lucky.
Not wanting to raise my head, I sucked long and hard, my tongue trailing all over Jude’s shaft. I knew he was close to coming.
I’d thought I wanted to swallow him, but in that moment all I wanted was for him to spray his come all over my tits.
“Oh, yeah babe,” Jude groaned, and I popped his cock out of my mouth, letting his seed spill over my breasts. I kept tugging at him and, knowing there was more, I opened my mouth, dropping my face close to his tip. He came in my mouth and all over my face.
It made me so hot, and the walls of my pussy clenched as Ashton pounded me from behind. Ashton’s hands gripped my waist as he thrust deep inside me.
He had listened when I told him I wanted it rough, and I licked my lips in delight, swallowing Jude’s warm release.
“Oh, you taste so fucking good,” I told him, my hands reaching down for his. We laced our hands together, and I looked in his dark, intense eyes.
“I see you,” he whispered to me, and I knew he did. They both did. From behind, Ashton fucked me to my core, reminding me I was alive, and in front of me I had a soulful sex-god who didn’t see me as a floundering woman—he saw me as a thrashing beauty.
Everything became clear in that moment, as the walls inside me crashed. I orgasmed with a fierce fire. Shuddering, I knew. I knew that if I wanted my life to be a wild adventure, I needed to go out and get it. It was mine for the taking.
Tonight was proof. If I wanted to be wild and true, I could be.
I was.
Ashton held my breasts as he came in me, pressed so tight against my ass I screamed in delight and relief and pure ecstasy. This was everything.
After he came, we stood, sweat on our glistening chests, stretching our legs, and took another slug of wine. Not for the buzz—this was to quench the thirst that rose within us.
“I want more,” I said, setting down my glass.
“Wine?” Jude asked.
I laughed, not at all self-conscious standing completely naked with the two hottest men I’d ever seen. They had just seen me with my ass in the air, legs apart, come on my breasts. There was nothing to get bashful about now.
