I turned my attention back to Ava. I needed something to take my mind off my inappropriate infatuation with that woman. I moved my hand down Ava’s stomach and slowly grazed her mound. It was unusual nowadays to find a woman with pubic hair, even a neat landing strip like hers was. I slipped two fingers up inside her. She was still moist from my attentions earlier and I smiled as she let out a soft cry. That smile turned to a grimace as she reached down and grasped my rapidly swelling cock in her hand. My sexual appetite was expanding exponentially the more I dreamed of Summer. I was masturbating multiple times daily, so to feel the fingers of a woman I didn’t find totally repulsive, curled around my shaft, was heady. I groaned and parted my thighs as her hand moved up and down my cock and I gently finger fucked her. Trey had lowered his head to her nipple and was pulling on it with his teeth, while guiding her right hand around his hardened cock. His bounce back speed was as impressive as mine. I leaned down and kissed her as I worked my fingers inside her faster. I could feel her need to climax again building inside her, the way her muscles were gripping my fingers, her arousal coating them as she flexed her hips against me. The more I built her up, the harder she gripped me, and I heard Trey let out a groan as he lifted his head from her swollen bullet pointed breast.
‘Damn it, Ava. I need to be inside you now. Roll onto your stomach,’ he ordered. I pulled my fingers out and put them into her mouth for her to suck clean. The way she pulled on them had me longing for her to suck my cock the same way. I rolled her over as Trey leapt up and went to get a condom. I moved up the bed and lay on my back, parted my legs and she settled between them, laying a trail of kisses up the inside of my thighs. She started to kiss my heavy balls as Trey appeared and grabbed a pillow, which he slid under her hips to angle her backside up in the air. I closed my eyes as she wrapped her fists around my cock and licked my wet head, trying to imagine it was Summer.
Trey
I kneeled on the floor and gripped her buttocks, parting them to look at her soft pink clenched rear. If I had to choose a favourite part on a woman, it would be the backside; so damn sexy when you saw it in a pair of tight jeans, or a dress or skirt, even sexier with just a thong splitting it, or naked, waiting for my attention. I lowered my head and licked her wet slit. Logan had worked her up well; she was drenched again. I slurped hungrily on her and heard her cries muffled by Logan’s cock in her mouth. She tensed as I moved up, putting pressure on her perineum with my tongue, as I slid two fingers inside her, hooking them to skim over her g-spot making her relax again. I smiled and licked my lips. I loved the taste of her, sweet like honey. What the fuck was wrong with her husband? He had to be gay to resist a woman like this.
She squealed as I applied my tongue to circle her ring. I’d warrant her prissy husband had never rimmed her. It wasn’t something I’d ever seen Logan do either, in the few sessions we’d shared. I licked harder and she started to tremble, but spread her thighs and thrust herself up against my mouth. I groaned. I loved a woman who appreciated me tonguing her rear. It was so damn hot. I removed my fingers, sucked my middle one clean and applied my wet index finger, gently pushing and growling as I heard her high-pitched cry as I breached her and delved deeply. Damn it if that didn’t make my cock swell harder. I was going to have to fuck her soon, I needed to unload again. Logan had warned me no anal sex unless she consented. I seriously hoped she would later. I’d love to take this virgin rear of hers. I heard Logan groan and looked over her arse cheeks to see he had his eyes closed, one arm flung across his face, the other hand gently pushing the back of her head down onto him.
I quickly scrambled up and gripped her hips as I kneeled on the bed behind her and thrust into her with a loud groan. She’d rival some of the younger women I’d been with for tightness and that was even after Logan had stretched her first. I was careful to show some restraint, remembering Logan’s warning that while we weren’t here to make love to her gently, neither were we here to fuck her hard, the way both of us preferred to fuck. She was somewhere in the middle and while I was being paid, what the client wanted, the client got. I made sure to move my hips, just how Logan had shown me, to make sure I came at her from all angles, increasing her pleasure. Before I started in this profession, sex was all about me, how hard I could fuck, how fast I could come, how many blow jobs I could score.
I had never imagined I’d find taking my time and giving a woman pleasure so enjoyable. The better I made it for her, the more grateful she was and the more attention and care she paid to me. I was the sexual equivalent of eBay. Money exchanged hands, I gave and received, offered full protection and a cast iron guarantee to deliver in a timely fashion. She released Logan from her mouth for a second to cry out, as I ploughed into her, bringing us both to a fast climax, before she pulled him back in, to let him release in her mouth. I pulled out and went to the bathroom to clean up, and when I returned Logan had tucked her up in bed and was kissing her forehead. He flicked his head to the lounge as he pulled up his boxers, followed me out and closed the door as I pulled mine back on.
‘She needs to rest for a while, she’s not used to multiple orgasms.’
‘I don’t get why, she’s a hell of a sexy woman.’
‘Agreed. No matter how sexy she may be, she’s the wrong sex for her husband,’ he said quietly as he took a seat and pulled his mobile out.
‘He’s gay?’ I asked, not totally surprised at the revelation.
‘Yes, though she’s unaware of the fact. Her STD tests were clear, I wouldn’t put you in danger. Will you order some room service? I need a cheese, ham and potato omelette, coffee, more water and a bowl of fruit. Order whatever you need as well and some soup, bread and butter and a slice of cheesecake for Ava too. I have a call to make.’
‘Do you need some privacy?’ I asked.
‘No, but thanks for the offer,’ he nodded as he lifted his phone to his ear. I picked up the main landline and ordered our food.
The Bathroom
Ava
I woke up to feel the heat of someone’s breath and lips on my forehead and opened my eyes to see Logan leaning over me.
‘Hey, how are you feeling?’
‘Pleasantly exhausted, thank you,’ I smiled.
‘I’ve got you your favourite soup, some bread and butter and I heard that you had a thing for New York cheesecake.’
‘How do you know these things?’ I laughed as I sat up and pulled the duvet up around my chest.
‘It’s my job,’ he grinned as he placed the tray on my lap. ‘When you’ve eaten, we’re going to have a shower. It will wake you up and get you ready for round two.’
‘How many rounds were you planning on?’ I enquired, not sure how much strength I had left in me.
‘At least two, more if you’re still conscious,’ he winked. ‘Are you feeling ok? We weren’t too rough with you?’
‘I’m great. You weren’t rough at all, it was … hot.’
‘Even the anal play?’
‘Yes,’ I whispered as I blushed. ‘Is that wrong?’
‘Not if you enjoyed it, no. Trey’s a serious bottom man. Me, I’m more about the breasts and clit.’
‘Then it seems I really struck lucky, getting the combination of the two of you. You’re not eating?’
‘I’ve eaten, Trey’s just finishing up. Is that enough for you?’
‘More than enough, thank you,’ I nodded, as I tucked in. Having sex with Logan always worked up an appetite.
Logan led me by the hand into the bathroom before dropping his boxers and turning on the rain shower. I stood below it and ran my hands over my face and up through my hair, tugging out the ponytail band and tossing it to the side. I felt his hands on my hips as he kissed my temple and reached up for the expensive body wash, pouring some into his hands. I closed my eyes and sighed as I felt him applying his lathered up hands to my shoulders, his thumbs massaging deeply into the back of my shoulder blades. I let out a moan as I felt another pair of hands on my collarbones and opened my
eyes to see Trey had joined us. He smiled at me, a dazzling melt-your-knickers smile, except I wasn’t wearing any. How the hell had I ended up with these two hot men paying such attention to me? Well I know I’d paid them, but even so, what a combination. I’d warrant both would top the charts for dark and blond haired men, not to mention their physiques. Trey had abs just as delicious as Logan’s, though he was a bit bulkier with his enormous biceps and big rugby player’s thighs. His best feature though, without a doubt, was those blue eyes. I could drown in those lagoons. He started soaping up my breasts, as Logan reached around to do my stomach. I felt giddy; the heat of the steam, four hands on me, the sexual tension rising, all had me in a spin. I’d experienced both men’s tongues, fingers and cocks already, yet I still craved more. Could I manage both at the same time? I wondered. It seemed such a shame to have the opportunity and to waste it. For now I gave into their slippery roving hands as they massaged and kneaded.
I dreaded to think what I looked like, I must have had mascara running down my face, but as Trey’s lips found mine and I felt his erection tapping against my stomach, it didn’t appear to have dampened his ardour at all. I reached out to grip his waist, then slipped my hands around his slender hips to grasp his tight buttocks. They were like granite they were so solid, yet his skin was smooth and soft. When I dug my fingers into them, he mumbled something as he kissed me, clasping my face as Logan’s hands moved up to squeeze my breasts, his erection rubbing against my backside and lower back. They were getting me worked up again. I could feel myself lubricating internally, my pussy swelling in anticipation as I tried to work out who was going to have me first. I felt myself suddenly being spun around and Logan’s lips replaced Trey’s, working me into a complete frenzy. Who the hell had taught him to kiss like that? He backed me up until I felt Trey’s body behind mine and his breath on my ear.
‘Have you ever had a cock buried deep in that juicy pussy of yours, while someone sucks on your clit?’ Trey murmured as he nibbled on my ear.
‘No,’ I whimpered as Logan kissed my neck on the other side and ground his erection against my stomach.
‘Then spread your legs because we’re about to make that happen. My cock, Logan’s tongue, two sets of pleasure down there, while I tug on these pert nipples of yours,’ he advised, as he gently pinched them. Logan stepped back and I did as I was told and felt Trey angling himself, parting me to nestle at my desperate opening. It didn’t matter that I’d had sex not a few hours ago. I felt like I hadn’t had it at all, my body was that desperate. Years of affection and attention being withheld made me hyperaware and sensitive to any sexual stimulus at all.
‘Ah,’ I groaned as Trey slid into me in one quick move, gripping my hips. I kept my eyes on Logan, who stood in the pouring water in front of me, wiping the water and his hair out of his eyes with both palms, droplets of water following the groove in the centre of his delicious abs and running all the way down to that perfect cock of his. It was so straight, no hint of a curve at all. It disappeared out of sight, as did Logan’s face as he dropped to his knees in front of me and I gasped again as Trey powered into me from behind, occasionally lifting me up onto my tiptoes with the force of his thrusts. I knew he was holding back though, just as Logan always did. I couldn’t handle hard and fast, Logan had tried once and it had been too much. ‘O God,’ I cried. That wasn’t too much however, a tongue flicking at my clit as Trey’s cock slid in and out of me was just perfect. I looked down to see Logan palming my thighs, his face buried at the apex as he circled my tender clit with the tip of his tongue. I felt like I was on fire, the heat being generated by the two of them working on me at once was incredible.
‘You feel so amazing, Ava,’ Trey groaned in my ear. ‘How does it feel for you? Is it as good as you imagined?’
‘Better,’ I sighed as I ran my fingers through Logan’s hair. ‘So much better.’
I wasn’t sure regular sex would ever compare to this now. How could one man ever pay me as much attention as these two men currently were? David couldn’t even give me an orgasm on his own. I was totally ruined, then again I’d been ruined from the moment I had sex with Logan all that time ago. It was like I’d been living with glasses on that blurred my vision; one climax with him had removed them and made me see things how they were, how they could be. I had twenty-twenty vision now and I wasn’t sure I could ever go back. I moaned and tightened my fingers in his hair as he gently held my clit between his teeth as he tongued it, Trey’s shaft rubbing all those sensitive nerves around my opening and my legs began to tremble.
‘That’s it, you’re so close, come for us, Ava,’ Trey ordered, his voice having taken on a husky tone. ‘Come for us again.’
‘Trey I … O God, ah … Logan,’ I whimpered as my body started to tense.
‘Ava, come,’ Logan growled, his voice vibrating against my clit, causing my mouth to contract and release involuntarily. Trey gripped even harder and started to move faster as he grunted in my ear. I screamed as my body gave in to a powerful orgasm. I’d have collapsed in a heap if it wasn’t for Trey holding me up. I felt him flex inside me and he groaned as he came. I hung my head with my eyes closed. I’d barely moved at all, but I felt drained. I wasn’t used to so many orgasms. I felt my chin being tipped up and looked through half-open eyes to see Logan’s handsome face. ‘You need to sleep for a while, no arguing.’
‘I’m fine,’ I protested, my voice shaking along with my body.
‘No, you’re not. Hard orgasms like that take it out of you. Have a sleep, we have hours yet, we’ll make it up to you when you’re rested.’ He walked out of the shower and grabbed a large towel, holding it open and Trey walked me into it, letting Logan swaddle me before he bent down and scooped me up into his arms.
‘Logan,’ I sighed as I looked up at him. He carried me so effortlessly, I felt like I was precious to him. I knew I wasn’t, but even so he always did more than I expected of him. He really was a decent man. He sat me on the bed and Trey handed him two towels, one of which he wrapped around his waist, the other he used to towel dry my hair for me. Trey returned with a case with my toiletries in, which made me smile. I’d changed my eye makeup remover, due to an adverse reaction to my previous one, yet Logan knew. My current one was in the kit and I cleaned up my face while Logan fetched me some water, then tucked me up in bed. Trey disappeared into the lounge and Logan stood up, making to leave. ‘Don’t go, sit with me for a while?’ I asked.
‘If you’re scared of the dark I can leave a light on,’ he smiled.
‘Not scared, no. I’m just so used to going to sleep alone, it’s nice to know someone’s close.’
‘Sure,’ he nodded and lay down on top of the bed next to me. ‘Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?’ he asked and I laughed as his lips twitched, trying to contain his laughter.
‘Only when you’ve ordered me my bedtime hot chocolate.’
‘I’m sure that can be arranged. Thank God you didn’t call me Daddy, or that would have freaked me out.’
‘You’re not into that sort of role play?’ I asked as I snuggled into the pillow. I was fascinated by him. He seemed too nice to be doing this job. I know I was paying him to be nice, but something just told me that he actually was; this wasn’t an act. The sex side of it was, even though he made me come so well, kissed me just as well and knew exactly where to touch my body. I could feel he was holding back, not giving himself fully. Thank God he didn’t either, he might kill me if he went all out.
‘No, if a woman called me Daddy during sex it would make my cock deflate immediately.’
‘Now I know what to say when it gets too much,’ I laughed. I stifled a yawn. I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted to know more about him. I wasn’t in love with him, he was far too young for my permanent tastes. He just really intrigued me.
‘I think it’s already got too much. Close your eyes for me.’
‘It’s relaxing hearing you talk.’
‘Then I’ll talk quietly
while your eyes are closed, please.’ He gave me a look, a look that clearly said non-compliance wasn’t an option, so I did as I was told with another yawn. ‘I’d like you to sleep for a few hours. Will you want some food when you wake up?’
‘Only if you make me sleep through until breakfast time.’
‘How about I wake you up just before breakfast time and make you even hungrier?’
‘Hmmm,’ I smiled.
‘If you wake up earlier and you want either of us, you let us know, ok?’ he whispered and I felt his lips on my forehead.
‘Ok,’ I yawned and kept quiet as I listened to him telling me all about healthy eating and physical exercises.
Double Trouble
Logan
I woke up with a start to feel someone shaking my shoulder. I was face down on the bed and quickly rolled over and sat up rubbing my eyes, confused.
‘Wow, you’re definitely getting too old for this gig if you’re falling asleep on the job,’ chuckled Trey.
‘Shit. How long have I been out?’ I uttered. I never slept while I was working. I was being paid to be awake and ready for anything.
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