Rough Erotica

by Lexi Lovelost

  Chapter Four

  “It’s not what it looks like. I apologize and it’s a knee-jerk reaction when you find yourself in the position of being made to look like a fool. It’s not like you don’t know this kind of temptation. I wouldn’t be opposed to you joining us. It’s entirely up to Kenya. I wouldn’t want to put words into her mouth.” His cock inside me was making my mouth water for something to quench my appetite.

  “It’s not words I want him to stick in my mouth.” Tyrone was a little flummoxed, but he quickly outgrew that by following the divining rod of his pleasure. He was drawn to the fluttering of my tongue and the way my eyes were burning with a need to consume him.

  “How can I possibly refuse an invitation like that?” He made one final check to make sure nobody was aware of what was going on and then climbed inside.

  I was anxious to find out how two in uniform was going to feel. I had two available holes ready and open for business. He took out his cock and slapped it against my mouth. It was interesting to see it upside down. Captain Reynolds was pulling me towards him with my mouth sliding down Tyrone.

  “You do know what to do with your mouth. There’s no doubt in my mind how much you want this. It goes without saying you have two willing men to give you what you want.” I felt like I was living a wet dream come true. The first orgasm came from out of nowhere.

  My scream was muted by the cock in my mouth. I was drooling all over him and it didn’t even occur to him how much of a mess I was making. It was under the cover of darkness. He could easily slip back into his quarters to clean up before anybody was aware.

  “I don’t want this to get around. What happens inside this truck stays inside the truck. I think we can all agree it’s better to feign innocence than to admit any kind of wrongdoing.” Captain Reynolds was making sure our lips were sealed. I couldn’t exactly say anything, but I could nod my head in recognition to his statement.

  “I have no problem keeping this between the three of us. I think you’ll find it hard to stay away from her for any length of time. I’m still not sure whether or not I want to go any further than this. I have to say the look on your face certainly is a good argument hard to deny.” It didn’t look like I was going to have to do much convincing to get Tyrone to give me my first black injection.

  “I can’t see how you can say no. The sensation of her gripping me is enough to give an old man a heart attack. I say you’re only as old as you feel. I might be in my late forties, but I feel like I’m back in my twenties. I don’t even need any pharmaceutical aid to be with her.” They found a good rhythm by see-sawing me between them. I’d already exploded two times well on my way to my third.

  “I thought I would be able to resist, but another part of my anatomy is saying enough to get my attention. I don’t suppose you would allow me to cut in.” I was licking the underside of his shaft when he retreated to a safe distance away.

  “I could pull rank, but I’m not going to do that. The chain of command doesn’t mean anything when it comes to matters of the flesh. We are brothers and sisters in arms. You have no idea how she is going to burn you until you can’t take it anymore.” My lips tried to hold onto his glistening skin, but he did manage to leave me waiting for what Tyrone could give me.

  “This doesn’t change the way I feel about you. Nothing has to change between the three of us. We just need to learn to separate this from military life.” Tyrone was right and he was wrong at the same time. This was going to change everything, but we were determined to make it work.

  “This talk is harshing my sexual buzz.” I barely had the words out of my mouth before the Captain was filling it again with something more pleasant.

  Tyrone felt like he was hesitating and I didn’t want to be the cause of his cheating. This was going to have to be his decision.

  He couldn’t help to make the right one when he felt the way my hole greedily grabbed onto him. The man was unable to pull back like the Captain had predicted. They were about the same size, but the added component of him being of interracial persuasion was making me hotter than ever.

  I found myself being arranged like I was a sexual puppet on a string. This was my favorite position. There was no way for them to know that. We were following different rules.

  Captain Reynolds let me swallow his cock down until the root was circled by my lips. It made him thrust his hips forward without any will of his own. My moan of hungry acceptance was brought forth by Tyrone giving me one thrust of his own. My eyes went wide when I felt the slap of the leather belt. He was in the right position to be able to fuck me and punish me at the same time.

  “I love how your body responds to the belt. Your skin turns an erotic crimson color like the lips you wrapped around me earlier in the day. I can barely pull out. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a position where I feel like you’re the one in control.” It wasn’t me. It was the hungry kitty and she knew exactly what she wanted.

  He was getting bigger than ever and the motion of his hips began to grow in intensity. Tyrone was burying his staff over and over again. My cream coated the length of him. There was a fine sheen of my mist bubbling to the surface.

  “I want us to show her how the military solves a problem. Are you up to the task, Commander?” They must have shared a knowing smile without saying a word.

  There was no way I could understand what they were talking about without being part of the brotherhood. I didn’t possess the same equipment, but the idea did make me wonder what they were feeling.

  “I hope you are close and I don’t know how much more I can withstand.” Tyrone’s momentum slowed down and it finally dawned on me what they were arguing over. They wanted to be spontaneous and simultaneous, but I was making their efforts to fight back a sore point between them.

  “Her mouth is quite something and her tongue is way beyond my league.” The Captain’s praise made me take off the kid gloves. He moaned loudly, but he clapped his hand over his mouth to give us the illusion of the bubble we were in.

  “I can’t look down and not feel something from the visual aspect of this. The sound of her blowing you and fucking her at the same time is like an electric prod to my privates.” I could sense when they were both getting to the end of their rope. I was the one who timed it perfectly. It was going to happen when my body claimed them as a victim of circumstance.

  Their loins were in the prison of my body and I held the key to their freedom. I thought I had everything in hand and then my excitement reached a crescendo. The vibration of my exclamation traveled through my lips and along his shaft. My pulsating insides were too much for Tyrone to handle. I was a little scared of how far I had gone down the rabbit hole.

  In the aftermath of my climax, they found their necessary release by force-feeding me their cream from both ends. The geyser of their discharge was a daunting task for any woman in this position. I was left filled to the brim. They slowly lowered me until I was slumped on my stomach with my thumb up for a job well done.

  “I don’t think I have anything left. We don’t always have to do this together. I have no problem letting the both of you have your alone time together. I would appreciate the same courtesy in return.” I decided to poke fun at the both of them by inserting some levity into the conversation.

  “I will gladly give you time to be together. I only ask to be a fly on the wall.” They were slightly alarmed by my suggestion. It was only when I began laughing that they joined me.

  “I can’t speak for the Captain, but you almost had me there.” I didn’t know what love meant, but I did know I didn’t want to be without either one of them. They both made me happy in different ways.

  My desire for men in uniform had led me to them. We would continue to sneak around and the only one who found out was Sam. I told him, but I swore him to secrecy and I knew I could trust him. He was happy for me, but he warned me how some men could feel a certain jealousy from seeing their woman with someone else.

  Tyrone broke up with
his girlfriend and we had an exclusive arrangement between the three of us. I did get the chance to see their bodies, but it wasn’t the same as when they were wearing their uniform. Everybody had their secret kink. I wasn’t ashamed of mine.

  Story 25

  “Are those the new arrivals?” She heard the stern voice of Estelle Hamby ask her from behind.

  Turning to look at the head librarian, Doris almost dropped the stack of new books she was carrying. “Yes, Miss Hamby… they came in an hour ago.”

  “Ah, lovely.” Hamby’s keen eyes stared at the neat stack of books that Doris was arranging. “And did they send everything on our list?”

  “Except for the new Nesmir Christie book, they did.”

  “Darn it, that book is the one we need to boost our new membership drive.” Her boss sounded aggrieved.

  “We did get the new books by Devlin Geris and John Rood.” She held up a copy each of the two writers whom she considered among the best in the business.

  “Hm, I suppose those will have to do.” Hamby shrugged indifferently.

  “We could get them to do a reading here at the library…” Doris looked at her boss expectantly. “Or at least one of them, John Rood maybe… ”

  “If we could afford that, we needn’t be doing this membership drive.” The head librarian snorted and removed her horn rimmed eyeglasses. “I’ll tell you honestly, Doris… if we don’t boost our membership by the end of the year, we may have to close down, or worse let the State take over this library.”

  “Oh, I didn’t think it was that bad, Miss Hamby.” Her shoulders slumped resignedly.

  “Hm, that’s why you’re just an assistant librarian.” The older woman gave her a curt smile and turned to leave. “Well, I won’t keep you – have these new books catalogued and shelved, I’ve got a business lunch across town. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  With that Estelle Hamby walked away briskly. Doris watched her go and sighed deeply. Hamby was right, if she had an ounce of ambition, she’d have been a senior staff member by now. But then, Doris didn’t really have the instinct to be a winner. She was happy and contented to curl up in the shadows with a good book rather than go out and stake herself a claim in life. Twelve years was much to long to remain an assistant librarian. That was the first and last promotion she had, from intern at the library to assistant librarian, almost ten years ago. Nothing else had changed apart from the designation. She was doing the same things she had done ever since she found employment there at the Morgana Freestone Library. And at thirty one, she felt too settled and secure to try other things.

  But then the library closing down was something beyond serious for her. Twelve years as an assistant anything was not going to look good on her resume, if it ever came to finding a new job. There had to be some way for her to work this out, though mostly she convinced herself that it wouldn’t really come to that. Membership would pick up again and everything would be as they were ever since she discovered the joy of reading right there at the Morgana Freestone Lending Library twenty three years ago.

  “Doris Weston?” A deep voice made her jump.

  “Er, yes?” She looked up at the tall man in uniform standing before the counter.

  “Good morning.” The man said softly. “I have a package delivery for you.”

  “Uh, yes… sure.” She looked around carefully to see if anyone else was watching.

  “Sign here and here please.” The messenger told her as he handed over a small package to her.

  She signed and quickly stuffed the package into her handbag. It was something she had recently been indulging herself with. Reading material of a different sort, something a demure and reserved woman like her shouldn’t be caught dead with. Having the mail ordered books delivered there at the library instead of at her apartment building was the only way she could get them. This was the third book from a series she had found very interesting and she couldn’t wait for it to be four o’clock and get home.

  Afternoons were fairly dull and quiet in the library with its dwindling membership, and Doris almost gave in to the temptation of undoing the package and taking a sneak peek. But she controlled herself; it would be time to leave soon. Hamby wouldn’t be back until the next day, and the other librarians usually left a half hour before time, leaving her, the humble assistant, to do the closing up. Well, today she would close up as soon as they left and be home before four.

  An hour later, Doris was home. She looked at her wristwatch and smiled. Four in the afternoon, just as she had planned. She had done something ambitious for a change. Maybe this was a start, and she should be doing it more often. Well, now it was time to do something even more audacious than leaving work early.

  She took the small package out of the handbag and tore open the wrapping. The little book she unveiled made her hands shake and her lips quiver with excitement and anticipation. ‘The Further Forbidden Escapades of Fanny Firth’ typed in bold on the cover sent a few shivers down her back and a pleasant throb between her thighs. Doris couldn’t wait; she dropped down on her bed and opened the book with breathless exhilaration.

  ‘So there I was again, wondering how it was that this kept on happening to me. Was there a magnetic convergence all around me, attracting all the things that were always so scandalous and wayward? But then it did aptly suit my character, as you well know by now.’

  Doris licked her lips as she read the racy narration. If this book was as good as its two predecessors, she was in for another night of her life. She turned the page and took a deep breath.

  ‘He said he was a Prince of some exotic country in Eastern Europe, and it was his eighteenth birthday. A day when he becomes a man, and that this was his birthday present from his uncle, the king. I believed every word he said, and he sure looked the part. The private villa, the cars, the servants, the extravagance and best of all, him, it all added up, and I was a girl who was prone to finding myself in such situations. And I have nothing to complain.

  ‘We headed for to his private bedroom after a few drinks at the private bar by the private pool where we had danced to hauntingly slow music played by a very private band. Once inside his bedroom, he grabbed a hold of me and his inexperienced exploring hands were all over me. But he was gentle and his touch was quite tentative… and I had to believe that I was the first ever woman he was experiencing. He was quite shy and said a very few words, if at all. The young man was cautious and didn’t seem to want to cause me offense. I found that laughable but I did admire his well-mannered restraint.

  ‘But I am neither well mannered nor in need of restraint, and so I took charge. And he let me. I pushed him down onto the lavish four poster bed and slowly did a striptease while I straddled his bulging crotch. The look on his young face was priceless. He looked like he was ready to do anything I said at that moment. His hungering eyes followed every move I made. I was down to my stringy bra and tiny panties when I heard his throaty groan; he couldn’t keep his cock inside his tight pants any longer. It had to be rock hard and hurting like hell.’

  Doris swallowed hard as the words formed delectable images inside her mind. She imagined herself in place of the heroine, Fanny Firth, and a wonderful sensation coursed through her body. She could sense her nipples rising and her belly felt quite pleasantly strange.

  ‘He gave me a look of pleading and I smiled my approval. His pants were off in a flash, precum stained boxers and all, and his virile young cock jutted up like a rock hard truncheon. Oh, what a sight, what a specimen of manhood. I just had to get that piece of meat in me. Not wasting another second, I stripped off my silky underwear and climbed back on top of him, naked. His breath came in exulted gasps and I was anxious that he’d end up cumming even before I laid my hand on his monumental love tool.

  ‘His young cock throbbed wildly and I could almost hear its hum. I leaned over his face with my naked breasts swaying in front of his widened eyes. He had the befuddled look of a five year old in a candy store on his handsome face. I guided
his hands to touch my titties and play with them. He was surprising good with his hands for a virgin and his willing mouth sucked on my stiff nipples hungrily. I took his hard cock in my hand, feeling sure it would burst if I stroked it. It was so hard and warm and the sexy sensation of the thick veins all around it pulsing drove me on.

  Doris gasped and almost dropped the book. The colorful descriptions filled her mind with images of a man’s erect penis. Having no experience whatsoever in such matters, she could only fantasize what it would feel to have a man’s naked hardness in her hand. She licked her lips and focused back on the text, her free hand absently creeping toward the quivering warmth between her thighs.

  ‘He groaned and his breath got quicker. I grabbed one of his hands off my breast and placed it between my thighs. His virgin fingers groped around my wet pussy, and I guided them to find the slit. His fingers slid inside and he felt a woman’s warm moistness for the first time in his regal life. He gasped and moaned, making me really horny and his hard cock was tempting me beyond control. I lowered my face over his groin to get a taste of that fabulous royal meatstick.