Swept up in the moment, I tugged him closer to me with my free hand and started to undress him too. Given I was only using one hand, he had to help me free the clothes from his body.
It wasn't long before I was surrounded by the best-looking men I'd seen. It was like I was in a dream!
I felt Ryan spin me around so my back was to him and the next thing I knew, he was pushing inside of me. I couldn't help but gasp in pleasure. He felt amazing! The way I stretched to accommodate his cock was unlike anything I’d ever felt.
Gavin moved closer to me, kissing me gently as his friend was behind me, thrusting hard. Gavin was using his fingers playing on my clit, sending me to the edge again. I ran my hands up and down his shaft as he moaned deeply into my mouth. I wanted more, so I bent forward as far as I could go, giving Ryan more access to me as my hungry lips found Gavin's cock. I needed to taste him, to feel him inside me so that I had both men inside me at the same time.
He grabbed hold of the nearest thing behind him to keep him upright, a small table that shook. I flicked my tongue up and down his cock before taking all of him in one swoop, all the way to the back of my throat. Thankfully I’d been blessed with little gag reflex.
I loved the feel of his cock in my mouth. I could feel him trembling under my touch, and that made me feel even sexier than before. Ryan's fingers had replaced Gavin's, and he continued to pound into me, my body experiencing sensory overload.
As the orgasm racked through my body, crashing over it in intense waves, I gripped onto the man in front of me, feeling his lust fill up my mouth as Ryan growled in my ear.
In moments, we were all done, all exhausted, all spent. I knew the aftermath could have quite easily been awkward, but I burst into laughter, causing the men to do the same.
This eased the tension surrounding us, and I reached down to grab Ryan's white dress shirt off the pile of clothes. Buttoning it up as I tossed a look over my shoulder.
“Where's the food? I'm starving.”
As we chatted over the Thai food that the guys brought in, we seemed to be more like the best of friends instead of complete strangers.
It was an odd feeling sitting at a table, mostly naked, eating and laughing with men that couldn’t have been more different from the men that came before. This was almost better than the sex that we had shared and that scared me more than anything. I realized I was enjoying their company as much or more than I had enjoyed their bodies. Given my stance on relationships and men, that surprised me.
“Another drink?” Ryan asks.
All I can do is nod. I knew I should get dressed, get into my car and drive back to Maya’s place, but I didn’t want to move a muscle. As we sat there, the alcohol was relaxing me even more. After another round, we head up to Ryan’s bedroom for a repeat performance.
9
Ryan
We stripped one another in a similar frantic fashion, and soon, I found myself surrounded by flesh everywhere and was happier than I’d ever been before.
I watched Delilah's hands as they got tangled up in Gavin's hair while they kissed with a fiery passion, and I stroked my throbbing cock, just taking a second to enjoy the moment watching, waiting, letting the anticipation build.
He pulled her backward until he was sitting on the bed with her on top of him, just teasing her entrance as his hands explored her body. As he reached her breasts, I realized I needed to get involved before I fucking exploded.
I stepped closer, rubbing the small of her back with one hand and angling her so that I could feel her scorching hot wet snatch with the other. She gasped, and Gavin seemed to lose control. I watched him grip his cock before slamming inside of her, causing her to toss her head back with pleasure. I stood to the side of her stroking my cock and watching the pleasure play across her face.
Suddenly I felt her hands on me and then she happily wrapped her lips hungrily around me, sending pleasure rocking through my entire body. After spending a few more moments in that delicious mouth of hers, I pulled her in for a deep kiss.
She was riding Gavin’s cock, her breasts bouncing with each of Gavin’s thrusts. It wasn’t long before she was crying out, Gavin not far behind her. I pulled her off Gavin, and she fell to her knees with a thud where I knelt behind her to thrust inside. I could hear her moaning with pleasure as I took her hard and fast and it wasn't long before all of us we experiencing explosive orgasms again.
I stood and pulled Delilah up against me kissing her deeply. Gavin pulled her down to the bed, settling her in next to him. I moved to the other side of the bed, sliding in behind her. It wasn’t long before the three of us had fallen into a deep sleep.
Gavin
The next morning everything was different. It wasn’t just a meaningless night of fun, not to me. I could see waking up to this woman every day.
I made breakfast for Ryan and Delilah while they showered.
Wondering where Delilah’s head was at was making me crazy. She had to have felt the way things changed. The way she sought us out in her sleep was telling. I had hope that it wasn’t just for one night.
They ate breakfast, and she seemed to still be at ease with us, so that was a good sign. Even more surprising was her willingness to agree to see us again. After checking all of our schedules, we wouldn’t be able to get together until the following week. It was disappointing; however, that wouldn’t stop us from stopping in to see our Vegas bomb.
Ryan and I chatted about Delilah after she left, discussing what the possibilities could be.
10
Delilah
Maya was sitting on the couch, watching the news when I walked through the door.
“It’s nice of you to make it home. Walk of shame much?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Jealous much bitch?” I replied.
We both laughed, and I collapsed on the couch next to her. We gave each other a recap of our days at work. I was just waiting for the questions that she was sure to ask, and eventually, she did.
“So, I hear that you were chatting up your two men again last night.”
“I am so fucked. Like this is the worst thing that can happen. I don’t want to date one guy let alone two. I mean really, who in the hell does that? A floozy that is who. Oh, fuck my life.”
I looked over at Maya, who was bowed over laughing.
“Seriously fuck your life? Poor you. You have two of the hottest men in Vegas showing up at your bar every few days, sitting in your section each time, they take you home and obviously fuck the life out of you, and you see this as a bad thing? Bitch please.”
I sighed, looking over at Maya who was giving her the eye.
“Okay, now that is out of the way, I want details,” she continued. “Like how big are the cocks? I’ve seen Gavin dance and it totally looks like he’s packing, but I want to know if it’s as big as it seemed. Like is it big or is he stuffing the boxers? What about Ryan? He was packing too right? Like was it the size of a toddler arm? Come on, give a sister something. My lady parts are woefully absent of a cock these days, so living vicariously through your slutty pussy is all I’ve got. Are we talking length and girth or is it just one? Please tell me it wasn’t short and fat. That is why you’re so upset, right? They had all kinds of false advertising? They’ve got sad Vienna sausage cocks? Fucking hell, those cocknuggets! Oh, the humanity, what as the world come to?”
I threw a pillow at Maya, and we collapsed in a fit of giggles. Once we stopped laughing, I answered her questions.
“The cocks were fine, more than fine. However, that isn’t the issue. I had a good time with them. We talked, and it was great. I even slept there. I don’t sleep with the men I have sex with. What in the hell am I going to do? We even made plans to see each other next week.”
“Just because you dated Crosby, doesn’t mean all men are like him. I really want to say I told you so because fuck Crosby Crawford. That is the douchiest name ever, who was a fucking boy, not a damn man. You can’t judge every man after hi
m against one jackass. Yes, he screwed you over big time, but that doesn’t mean the next one will. You are young, beautiful, smart and sassy. Just promise me you’ll leave the door open to see what will happen. You need to throw caution to the wind once in a while, especially with guys that seem pretty amazing.”
Over the next week, the guys stopped into the bar a few times just to see me, flirting and teasing me each time. The day before their date, Gavin stopped into the bar before going to work and gave me a gift. He told me not to open it until I got home and to follow the instructions inside.
It took everything in me to not open the package. When I got home, Maya was already drinking a glass of wine and watching the most recent episode of her favorite reality show.
I grabbed the bottle of wine from the coffee table and filled the glass that Maya had already set out for me.
“What’s in the bag?” Maya asked as she eyed the bag sitting on my lap.
“I don’t know. Gavin brought it by tonight and said to open it when I got home. I’m a little worried about what it could be.”
Maya grabbed the bag off my lap and pulled out a wrapped box and note.
“D – inside you’ll find a little something that we expect you to wear for us during your shift tomorrow. Open the box now, then finish reading this.”
Maya ripped the paper off the package and broke out in laughter.
I pulled the box out of her hands and see that it is a Bluetooth controlled vibrator.
“Oh, holy hell. What else does the note say?”
Maya picked up the card and continued reading.
“Follow the instructions in the box and set-up your account. You need to send connection requests to VegasBomb69 and VegasBomb83. When you get to work, you need to insert the vibrator and make sure that you keep your phone on you all night. If you’re a good girl and follow directions, you’ll get a reward at the end of the night.”
I opened the box, and the vibrator fell into my hand. I looked at the instruction book and charger cable, shaking my head. Maya grabbed the vibrator and plugged it into to charger before snatching the instruction manual from my hands.
“Okay you need to go download this app. Give me your phone. I’m taking care of this because you tend to get all squirrelly. I’m not giving you the opportunity to overthink this.”
Maya downloaded the app, set up my account and sent the connection requests to Gavin and Ryan.
“You do know that this brings a completely different meaning to phone a friend?” Maya asked, dissolving into a fit of giggles and almost knocking over the wine bottle on the table.
After a few glasses of wine and an hour or so to charge, Maya turned the remote on and started playing with the app, the toy bouncing on her palm.
“Fucking A! Do you think your guys will buy me one of these? I mean look at it. This is going to be fucking phenomenal. I can only imagine the orgasm you’ll have with this baby. If it wasn’t weird, I would totally take this and try it out for you, but I know that is a little too much, right?”
I burst out laughing at Maya’s outburst and swiped the toy from her hand.
“Okay, no more playing with my toy. Now I need to figure out where in the hell that I can stow my phone in that dress.”
“Oh, oh, oh I know, I know.”
Maya ran out of the room and down the hall to her bedroom. A few minutes later she’s throwing a scrap of lace at me.
“What in the hell is this?”
“It’s a boob pocket. You can attach it to the front of your bra, and your phone will slide right in. Problem solved.”
I examined the lace pocket and shrugged.
“Okay, it can’t be that bad.”
11
Delilah
When I was getting ready to leave for work, I slipped the toy inside her already slick pussy before walking out the door. Once I arrived, I locked my purse away and slid my phone into the pocket in my bra.
I took a few steps into the bar, and I felt the vibrations start.
Oh, fucking hell!
I braced myself against the wall for a moment. I could feel my nipples hardening and vibrations becoming more and more intense. As quickly as they started, they were over.
Over the four hours at work, the toy inside would go off at random times. Each time it was for varying lengths of time and at varying speeds. One time it was a like a plane taking off, the vibrations starting slow and low then speeding up and coming faster and faster. Next time it was like a bee buzzing around me, a steady low buzz just enough to let me know it was there, but not fast enough to allow any relief.
The change in patterns and frequency was making me crazy. All I really wanted to do was go into the bathroom, peel off my black lace thong and flick my clit until I exploded but I knew that would be breaking an implied rule. All this build up, all this teasing was going to lead to something. What that something was I wasn’t entirely sure, but I knew one thing. If I didn’t come by the time we made it inside Gavin and Ryan’s place, there would be hell to pay.
About twenty minutes before my shift was over, Gavin and Ryan walked into the bar and took a seat in my section. I brought them their usual, and with each step closer to their table, a new set of vibrations took root inside me. Ryan was watching me walk to them as Gavin played with his phone. I placed the glasses down in front of them.
“Can I get you guys anything else?”
I was bracing my hands on the table, my knuckles white as the orgasm that I had been chasing all shift was now only seconds away. Before the orgasm could take hold, the vibrations stopped. I growled and glared at the men sitting at the table.
“I don’t like either of you very much right now.”
Both men laughed at me, and Gavin ran his fingers over my white knuckles.
“You don’t really mean that. I bet that you are soaking wet under that dress. I am also fairly certain that if I ran a finger over your clit right now, you would explode.”
“Bastard, yes I am soaking wet, I’m surprised that every single man in this bar can’t tell that I am ready to come any second.”
Ryan grabbed my hand.
“Delilah, sweetheart, I promise you that these last four hours will all be worth it when we get you home.”
“Oh, fuck that shit, I better get a motherfucking orgasm in the car ride home. Since I’m sure you came here together one of you is driving my car home, and I am going to fucking town.”
Gavin looked over at me and smiled.
“Baby we took an Uber here, we’re both riding back to our place with you. I think we can arrange an orgasm on the way home, just to take the edge off.”
“Good, I get off in,” I checked my watch, “about ten minutes.”
12
Ryan
The orgasm that Gavin gave Delilah in the car was just the tip of the iceberg. She was so worked up that it didn’t do much other than to reduce the immediate discomfort.
As soon as we got home, I grabbed Delilah, capturing her mouth and dragging her up my body closer. As she moaned against my lips, something inside of me became unhinged. The need, the want, the desire just flooded through my body. The need I had held back for fear of scaring her away broke through me like a tidal wave.
I was a hedonistic animal full of desire that I couldn't control. I ripped at her dress, splitting the dress right down the middle as a sharp breath escaped Delilah's lips.
“Please,” Delilah begged, “I want this, I need you both however you want to have me."
Gavin practically growled his approval as the dress fell to the floor in a heap. We both devoured her with our eyes, memorizing every swell and curve and dip of her body. The light tan of her skin, the puckered nipples straining against the lace of her bra.
I waited until she met my eyes before loosening it and slipping it over my head. I wrapped it around my hand as I ran my thumb over the silk.
"Did you really mean it, Delilah? Any way that we want you?
She nodded yes.
"Good."
Delilah
The tie cut off my sight before I could blink. Gavin had taken the tie and twisted the silk around my head, tying a knot and cinching it tight.
I couldn't see a damn thing, but I could hear, feel, and smell. The hint of Ryan's aftershave hit me a moment before the scrape of his beard rubbed against my cheek. A lightning bolt of desire shocked me to my core.
A flick against my back and I felt my bra spring open and was sliding down my arms before landing on the floor. With one tug I felt my lacy panties being ripped away and I knew I was totally naked and blind between these two men.
Seconds later, I felt the toy being pulled from my body and I ached at the loss, but I knew something even better was going to replace it.
Gavin
"Cold?" I asked her as I watched her tremble.
Delilah shook her head.
"Nervous?"
She hesitated.
"A little."
"Don't be,” I assured her and she reached out to me hoping to find my body beneath her fingers, but I caught her wrists instead.
I wrapped my tie around her wrists and knotted it in a way she'd never wiggle free. At that moment, we owned her, blindfolded and bound between us both, exactly where we needed her to be.
Now to just convince her.
Nothing mattered except the thrum of her blood in her veins, the spark of four hands running up and down her skin, and the knowledge they were all together.
13
Delilah
Lips were kissing mine before pulling back. Hands were stroking my breasts before curving around to cup my ass. The sounds of clothes falling on the floor pricked at my ears.
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