‘Oh God,’ I sighed as Logan’s fingers moved on my nipples with more urgency, pinching, tweaking and rolling. Exquisite torture. Trey reached up and hooked his fingers into the material over my hips and slowly drew my knickers down, tugging to extract the pearls from where they were so tightly nestled into me. I looked down as he tapped on my ankle, indicating for me to step out of them. I held my breath as he lifted them to his mouth and sensuously sucked on each pearl with a guttural groan. I felt my core tighten at the thought of him tasting me, of doing that. That was something David would never have done. In fact he’d only ever performed oral sex on me once, when he was drunk and it had felt clumsy and awkward. I’d been so shocked the first time Logan did it to me, the difference in skill, technique and pleasure was … immeasurable.
‘Spread your legs for me, Ava,’ Trey demanded from his position kneeling in front of me. ‘I need to taste you properly. Now.’
‘Do as he asks, Ava,’ Logan purred in my ear, as I hesitated. ‘I promised you that you’d know what it felt like to have one tongue in your mouth, while the other worked on that tasty clit of yours and right now is that time.’
I did as I was told, and Logan placed one of his palms on my stomach to hold me against him, as Trey lifted up my right foot and placed it over his shoulder. He ran his thumbs up the inside of my thighs, edging closer and closer to my sodden pussy that was quivering with need. I inhaled sharply as his thumbs opened me up and I clenched in anticipation as I watched his face edge ever closer. I finally sucked in a deep breath, right before I cried out as his tongue swept firmly over my clit, sending shockwaves up through my core. Logan chuckled and gripped my chin, angling my face to his as his warm lips worked against mine, his tongue delicately teasing my own, in direct contrast to the long hard lashings of Trey’s tongue on my throbbing clit. I could hear the noises of appreciation he was making from down below as he lapped and sucked, and I felt myself building up towards another climax. Such little stimulation was required, it was pitiful really. I moaned against Logan’s tongue as I felt Trey ease a finger inside me, gently thrusting as he licked away noisily, edging me closer and closer to my breaking point. I tensed my leg draped over his shoulder, drawing him further into me, and he responded with zealous enthusiasm, licking and probing more firmly, his groans rivalling my squeals of delight. Logan’s tongue worked with skill in my mouth as his expert fingers rolled and teased my left nipple until some tears of bliss started to roll down my face.
‘No,’ I cried, as I broke away from Logan’s mouth and clutched at Trey’s soft hair as I looked down at him. I could just see his ultramarine eyes gazing up at me and they sparkled as he saw me watching him.
‘Don’t fight it, Ava,’ ordered Logan. ‘You know you need to come again. Give it to us.’
‘It’s too … much,’ I moaned. I felt it. It was going to be violent and raw. I wasn’t accustomed to such powerful orgasms, I wasn’t sure if I could handle it.
‘That’s why you wanted two of us,’ he murmured against my neck, as Trey sucked and thrust on, pushing me to the limits of my ability to withhold. ‘To experience pleasure on a scale even I couldn’t give you on my own. Come for us, Ava,’ he ordered, as he bit and sucked on that spot that had my body turn to the consistency of blancmange, as he pinched my nipple and Trey took my sensitive clit between his teeth, sucking powerfully. I screamed as my climax hit me with dangerous voltage, jerking my shoulders back against Logan’s chest as my back arched. I tightened my grip in Trey’s hair as tremors jolted my body against his face. ‘Ava,’ Logan sighed. ‘You come so easily.’
‘Wow,’ came a voice from between my thighs as I closed my eyes and sagged back against Logan’s firm chest. ‘You come so hard and Christ do you taste good.’
‘Uh,’ I mewled, as he attached his face again, licking and sucking on my puffed up lips.
‘I think you’re a definite hit with Trey,’ Logan chuckled. ‘When he’s done, how about we move this into the bedroom? I have this desire to sink my cock inside you.’
‘Hmmm,’ I sighed happily, then squealed again as another small climax hit me. I felt my leg being lowered to the ground and Trey rose up, like some Greek God from the ocean, his face covered in my arousal, his blue eyes flaming with need. He clasped my face and kissed me aggressively, letting me taste myself on him, before sucking on my lower lip. Logan released me and Trey took my hand and walked me into the bedroom as I tried to catch my breath. The two of them were going to kill me with orgasms, but what a way to go.
The Bedroom
Logan
I poured myself a glass of water as Trey settled Ava down on the edge of the bed and bent over to strip off his boxers. She was already happy and we hadn’t even got around to fucking her yet. This sort of appointment I enjoyed; where it was about a woman needing pleasure because of the beauty of it, of how some attention to her body could make her feel. This wasn’t like those appointments with Camilla and Yasmin, where I had to fake my desire and interest. Where all they were interested in was getting fucked. There was a difference between women who just wanted a good pounding for the sake of it and women, like Ava, who missed the affection and attention and craved that sensual connection with another human being, someone who missed feeling how a woman should be made to feel all the time. Summer was the same. There was a kind of innocence to their curiosity and need. Summer. Just thinking about her made my cock surge and harden even more. Ava was like an older version of her. Fucking her definitely wouldn’t be a chore. I drained my water and strode through to the bedroom where Trey was kneeling on the bed behind her, playing with her breasts as he nibbled on her neck. Her eyes were half-closed, a look of pure bliss on her face. A look I was about to compound when I slid my cock inside her. She was always so vocal and grateful when I breached her tight walls.
I dropped my boxers and heard her let out a tiny gasp of approval. She watched as I ripped open a condom packet and carefully cloaked myself and nodded to Trey. He moved to the side of her and gently lay her down, her legs dangling off the edge of the bed. I stepped forwards and gripped her ankles, lifting her legs up into the air as I angled myself against her clenching opening. I saw her eyes widen with expectation. I had to go gently to start; she always found it painful when I first nudged my way in. It took most women time to adjust to my length and girth, but Trey had got her wet enough for me, that was obvious looking down at her moist, hot, pink flesh. I really should have let him go first, warm her up for my larger cock, but there had to be some benefits to being me. I slowly inched my way into her, amidst a torrent of cries and squeals. Trey lay on his side on the bed and angled her face to his as he kissed her to take her mind off what my cock was doing to her tight cunt.
‘Fuck,’ I groaned as I continued to make my way inside. I wanted to just ram into her, all the way, balls deep, so I could hear her scream properly. Nothing stroked my ego like a woman who let me know how good I felt inside her. I slid my arms under her knees and gripped the inside of her thighs as I lifted her hips slightly off the bed, giving me more room to sink fully into her with a grunt.
‘Logan,’ she cried, as she moved her face away from Trey’s. ‘O God, Logan.’
‘That’s it Ava, rock your hips, you’re already relaxing for me. You’ll soon remember how good it feels to have me moving inside you, fucking you, the way your husband should. He doesn’t know what he’s missing. You’re one of the best I’ve ever had,’ I groaned sincerely. She was. There was something about naivety and lack of experience that just got me off even more. The thought that I was one of the few to have breached a woman’s walls always made me extra hard. But no one topped Summer; she was streets ahead of any woman I’d ever been with, and I’d had my fair share even before I took up this gig, so I had enough comparisons to make that judgement confidently. I started to move, slowly at first as Ava gripped the duvet below her and her jaw dropped; Trey moving to suck on one of her nipples as his left hand reached across her body to play with her oth
er breast.
‘O. My. God,’ she mewled and I chuckled, as I picked up my pace. Her internal muscles were rippling up and down my shaft as I moved and Trey suddenly sat up to squeeze his cock.
‘Damn, this is hot,’ he groaned. ‘I’d love your sweet lips around my cock, Ava.’ She swallowed hard and I nodded my reassurance to her. We both got tested before working together each time. She looked at Trey and slowly opened her mouth as she tilted her head to the side. He wasted no time scrambling into position as I started to ram into her harder, appreciating the sight of her breasts jiggling as I moved. Trey groaned as he slipped his bare cock inside her mouth and she eagerly sucked. She hadn’t fully mastered the finer points of blow job technique, but like everything with her, what she lacked in skill she made up for with eagerness to learn. ‘Shit,’ Trey grunted.
I spread her thighs further apart and moved closer as I began to power into her properly, the whole bed shaking. Damn it, how I longed for that to be Summer lying there on the bed, accepting me so gratefully, without Trey’s cock in her mouth though. Summer was a woman I wouldn’t share with anyone. She’d be too exhausted from my attentions to ever need anyone else. I closed my eyes and pretended I was with her and automatically had to fight the overwhelming urge to unload immediately. That damn woman wrecked me.
Ava
I could hardly believe I was doing this. For someone who only had sex with Logan a couple of times a night, once a quarter, I was lying on my back with Logan’s enormous cock pleasuring me, with another in my mouth. It felt so wanton, so hot, so erotic. I actually preferred sucking on Trey’s. It was that bit smaller than Logan’s and fitted my mouth better. He tasted sweeter too. Logan had this undeniable masculine scent and taste, slightly bitter and I was more of a sweet girl. My whole body felt alive, every nerve was awake, firing my brain with signals of pleasure and happiness. I’d been a virgin when I met and married David. He was suggested as the perfect partner by my father. I wasn’t forced into a marriage of convenience, but ultimately that’s what it was. I’d been heartbroken; I was in love with someone I’d grown up with, but I knew father would never have allowed him to be my suitor. Even though I was the youngest of my siblings, and his oil business would never pass to me, he still wanted to ensure that I had additional financial security and David’s credentials spoke for themselves. For years I assumed that our less than active sex life was normal, until one of my girlfriends laughed when I told her how often we did it and that I was sure I’d never had an orgasm during sex.
She had suggested I book an appointment with Logan immediately, but I stalled, resorting to a vibrator first, rather than cheating. I’d been stunned to feel what pleasure that piece of plastic brought me and so my toy collection had grown. Every time I thought about succumbing and contacting Logan, I brought a new toy instead. Eventually though I just craved the feeling of someone’s hands on my body, lips on my skin, the feeling of warmth inside me, God, even just a passionate kiss. So I’d emailed him. I tried to shake off the feeling of guilt that suddenly came over me. I always tried to enjoy my night and give in to the self-punishment and scolding the next day. Somehow though, tonight felt even more of a betrayal, maybe because I was with two men. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on how good these two men were currently making me feel. I was here now, I’d paid good money and I was going to continue to enjoy myself. I could beat myself up in the morning.
‘Ahhh,’ I cried, as I grasped Trey’s hot cock in one hand and took in some needed gulps of air, before he pushed his way back inside me muffling my screams of pleasure as Logan worked me with all the skill I remembered. His thick shaft rubbed against all my nerves. His pubic bone smacked against my clit on every violent thrust forwards. I swear he was larger than normal, I’d never felt so full before. I heard Trey starting to grunt as he pumped into my mouth with more vigour.
‘Ava, baby, I’m going to come. If you’re not prepared to swallow, you’d better let me know right now,’ he groaned. I opened my eyes, looked up at his and nodded my head, signalling my approval. He gently clasped my face as he thrust harder and started to pant. Logan was grunting as well and my pussy was flooding with each determined entry, the pleasure building up inside me at speed. ‘Ava,’ yelled Trey, as he rammed into my mouth and I felt him pumping his hot load down my throat.
I swallowed quickly and gasped in some air as he pulled out and lay on his back next to me. I was right; he was sweeter than Logan. He reached out and laced his fingers with mine as I started to pant and thrash my head. I squeezed Trey’s hand, hard. Logan was taking no prisoners with this session. I felt my legs tense as my shoulders powered down into the mattress and my spine curved upwards as I started to sob. The pleasure was too much.
‘Ava, come for me, let me have it,’ Logan growled as I fought against my inevitable climax.
‘Give it up, Ava,’ Trey whispered in my ear. ‘You know how good it’s going to feel once you let go. When Logan’s done, I want to bury myself inside you. I want to put that look of exquisite agony on your beautiful face.’
‘Logan?’ I whimpered, as I looked up into his dark grey shining eyes.
‘I’ve got you, Ava. Come for me, now,’ he demanded. I nodded as my mouth dropped and I relaxed my body, which automatically jerked as an orgasm exploded internally, rippling its way out through my body, scalding every nerve ending. It felt sinful to have two men attending to me, but sinfully hot. I’d never felt so wicked or sated before in my life, and I knew that we were only just beginning. As I sank back in sheer bliss, Logan came with a roar, his cock flexing inside me, setting off my body into more spasms and I sobbed as Trey soothed me by stroking my hair. I felt Logan ease his way out of me and heard him head into the bathroom, then the sound of splashing water before he returned. The bed beside me dipped and he tucked up against my side and kissed my cheek. ‘Didn’t I tell you two sets of hands would be better than one?’ he asked and I could sense the smile on his face.
‘You did and you didn’t lie,’ I sighed.
‘Have a rest for a minute, because I want you next, from behind while you suck on Logan,’ Trey advised as he tilted my head towards him and kissed me gently on the lips. ‘You are one beautiful woman, Ava. What’s wrong with your husband? If you were mine I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you.’
‘Exactly what I’ve been telling her for ages,’ agreed Logan, as his fingers circled my navel. ‘She deserves to be treated better.’
‘To have someone worship this hot, tight, little body on a nightly basis,’ Trey nodded, as he kissed me again.
‘I could say the same about both of you,’ I smiled. ‘You’re very attractive men. Why don’t you have women in your lives? Why must you resort to this occupation to have sex?’
‘We don’t “resort”’ Trey scoffed. ‘You make it sound as if we were desperate and this was our only option. Neither of us would have a problem having sex whenever we wanted it, or getting a girlfriend. I’m still young. I don’t want to be tied down to one woman yet. I can enjoy myself and get paid for it, why would I want that commitment?’
‘You are young,’ I agreed, as my cheeks flushed at the reminder. ‘I get that, but what about you, Logan?’ I asked, as I looked over at him.
‘Are you implying I’m old?’ he asked, one eyebrow sexily raised in amusement.
‘Not old, not by my standards anyway, but older than Trey. Don’t you want to settle down one day and have a family?’
‘I still have plenty of time to do that, thank you,’ he smiled.
‘You’ve not met her yet?’
‘Her?’ he enquired.
‘The woman who makes your heart stop, gives you the stomach butterflies and you can think of no one but her?’
‘That’s a fantasy dreamt up and perpetuated by women,’ he retorted with a slight roll of his eyes.
‘I refuse to believe that men aren’t just as emotionally drawn to the opposite sex as we are to them. They just do a better job of hiding it,’ I
smiled.
‘What about you, Ava?’ Trey asked, as his fingers gently traced one of my nipples, making it pucker and peak. I bit my bottom lip as I squirmed with pleasure again. ‘Did you ever feel like that about anyone?’
‘Once,’ I sighed.
‘Your husband?’ he asked.
‘No,’ I laughed. ‘My husband was a convenience. He was never the love of my life and I doubt he ever will be. Though he’s kind when I see him, I should be more grateful. He never treats me badly and buys me lots of jewels.’
‘That’s treating you badly,’ snorted Logan. ‘Jewels are all well and good, but they don’t make up for lack of affection. You say he was never the love of your life? You had one?’
‘I did,’ I nodded as I thought of Farrokh. I’d grown up with him back in Iran, where the rest of my family still lived. ‘He had the most amazing kind brown eyes and warm smile. He made me laugh every day. I thought that we were to be engaged, but my father decided his family didn’t have enough wealth to make him viable as a suitor, so he chose David for me instead.’
‘Is he with someone else now, too?’ asked Logan, as I stared up at the ceiling with some tears of sadness in my eyes.
‘I have no idea. His family moved soon after I left for England.’
‘What was his name?’
‘Attar, Farrokh Attar,’ I nodded. I’d never forget his name. I’d never forget him, or those butterflies that stirred in my stomach just at the thought of him.
‘Ava Attar, it has a nice ring to it,’ Trey confirmed with a kiss to my shoulder.
Logan
I felt sorry for her. It was obvious she was still in love with this man from her past, her marriage to David having just been one of convenience and monetary value to her family. It made me so angry that there were still customs like that out there. What was wrong with falling in love and marrying someone you were passionate about? Why did tradition and finances have to play a role at all? I closed my eyes for a moment as I thought about her words. “The woman who makes your heart stop, gives you the stomach butterflies and you can think of no one but her.” I knew that I’d found her already; Summer was that woman for me. I’d never experienced that weird sensation in my stomach before her, the one I wouldn’t admit to having in case it made me seem weak. I’d also never thought about a woman so much, not even Lucy who I’d dated for six weeks, my longest relationship ever. One night with Summer had me whipped. If only she felt the same about me. If only I didn’t do this damn job, that ensured she’d never feel the same way about me.
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