Deliciously British

by Scarlett Avery

  “Bloody hell, that’s hot, Delilah. I swear I could come just watching the two of you,” Xander says behind me.

  After a few long seconds of foreplay, Ethan loosens his grip. “That’s enough, love,” he scolds. “If you continue, you’re going to make me come and that’s not part of my plan. You know perfectly well it’s impossible for me to hold it together when you suck me. Your voodoo lips have too much power on me,” he chuckles. Pride courses through me at the idea that I can do that to a guy like Ethan. “I gave you a little leeway, but you’re not to disobey me like that ever again.” Ethan tugs at my hair, forcing me to let go of his cock. I look up in his hooded eyes. He’s devouring me with his gaze and in this moment I feel so freaking sexy, it’s insane. “Do I make myself clear?” he emphasizes. I nod. “Good. On your feet,” he orders. I let go of the base of his cock and get up. “You’re going to have to make it up to Xander for leaving his cock uncared for like that. That’s just wrong.” He grins. “Now, go show him how sorry you are,” he adds waving his finger in front of him.

  “Trust me, bro, that was one hell of a sexy show. As she wiggled away from me, I caught sight of her beautiful round ass and her dripping pink pussy. When I angled myself correctly, I was even able to enjoy how her heavy hanging tits swung from left to right. I had to talk myself out of crawling right behind her with my tongue stuck inside her.” Xander’s response leaves me speechless.

  “Thanks for the priceless visual, mate, but that’s not how it works and you know it. Our little Texan needs to know there are consequences to her cockiness.”

  Abruptly, Ethan places his hands on my hips and turns me around so I’m facing Xander. I think he’s going to push me towards his best friend, but he doesn’t. “Oh, God!” I yelp. Ethan’s palm lands on my ass in a stinging slap and I cry out at the suddenness. Pleasure puddles between my legs straight to my tingling clit, though, and I moan before sticking my ass out, begging for more.

  He obliges me by slapping each cheek a few times before saying, “Enough for now, you bad girl. You like being spanked?” He asks. I turn around and look at him from over my shoulder. I simply hold his gaze without saying a word. “Evidently you do,” he says nodding his head approvingly. He comes to his own conclusion. “That makes me a very happy man,” he adds. I’m not exactly sure what he means by that, but if it involves his hand on my ass again, sign me up. “Get that round goodness on Xander’s needy tongue.”

  With trembling legs, I take a few steps forward, knowing full well Ethan’s eyes are on me.

  “Your ass is a bloody work of art, love,” he throws over my shoulder.

  “Thank you,” I laugh. I can’t help but grin. No man has ever said anything close to that about my butt.

  When I reach the couch, I wait for Xander to roll onto his back before straddling him. Before long, I’m hovering over him. Well, I should say my ass and pussy are. I know I should lower my body, but I pause with my butt stuck up in the air. There’s a part of me that’s petrified that this experience will change me forever. And then what? Mind you, I’m certainly not the same innocent girl I was before hooking up with them, but something tells me once I go down this road with them, there’s no going back.

  Truth be told, I relish the idea of being exposed like this for my men’s pleasure. Also, I’ve never in my life been so well fucked. I don’t want this to stop. What happens when my internship ends and I have to go back home? I already know it’ll be impossible for me to find a lover as formidable as Xander or Ethan, let alone two. I know, I know, I should enjoy the moment, but what if this bawdy escapade turns me into a full-blown addict? What if I’m incapable of considering life without my British hunks? What then?

  “You’re thinking too hard, love.” Ethan’s words shock me. He hits the bullseye, which is freaky considering he can only see my back. How does he know me so well?

  “Sit on my face,” Xander commands. “I’ll make you forget everything.”

  I lower myself ever so slowly. I sense Xander’s impatience when he grabs my hips and slams me against his tongue.

  “Shit,” I shout. My whole pussy is spread open across his face. It’s one thing when he’s lowering his body against my pussy, but this is pure sin.

  “Better,” Ethan growls. “Now, I want you to bend forward and suck my best friend’s cock until he spills down your throat. Xander, while she takes care of you, I want you to toy with her hard little clit until her head tilts back and I can see her eyes roll into the back of her head. You got that?”

  Jesus. Xander grunts his agreement. I already know there’s no future for us given that I’m only here temporarily, but I wonder, if I were to be with these two five years from now, would I ever get used to their dirty-talking?

  “Oh, Xander,” I hiss. His hands splay across my hips and when his tongue starts swirling around my pussy, I whimper with each vibration of his hedonistic licks. “Yes, just like that,” I encourage.

  Slap. Xander’s hand against my ass is a reminder that I’m neglecting him. Oops. This is so good I can’t even think straight. I bend towards his cock, wrap my fist around his base and pause with my head right above Xander’s magnificent cock. I fixate my eyes on his masterpiece—twelve, not ten inches of deliciousness. Wow. And it’s all mine. I exhale over the tip of his dripping cock, anticipating the moment when I’ll wrap my lips around him. I drop a few teasing kisses on his thick mushroom crown and lick the drops sliding down his cock. My boys might be too big for me to take them all in, but God, I could feast on their juicy heads all day and all night. Mmmm.

  As I take Xander in my mouth, he wastes no time driving me crazy. The tiny teases of his teeth are pushing me over the edge. When he starts alternating between sucking my clit and flicking it with ravenous fervor, I let out a string of muffled curses. As he keeps at it, my groans turn to sobs. Fuck, this is amazing.

  “I want to hear the music of your tongue making contact with her wet pussy, mate,” Ethan demands. Xander takes that as his cue. His cadence grows wilder by the second. His eagerness to answer Ethan’s request is making me desperate for release. “I love what your mouth is doing to her,” Ethan says over my shoulder. So do I. “That’s it, suck her sweet pussy. Suck it good. Stick your tongue way up her warmth.” Oh. My. God. “Make her clit so hard there’s no other way out for her than to explode all over your face.” Ethan’s words are so raunchy. Mother of God. I wonder if he’s stroking his cock while barking his orders. The thought alone is more than I can bear. Xander grunts as if he knows my mind is wandering. Below me, he rocks his hips into my mouth in rhythm with the assault he’s subjecting me to. “Delilah, how does it feel?” Ethan’s question surprises me.

  Seriously? I don’t answer. I can’t. There’s no oxygen left in my brain to be able to string a sentence together. I can only focus on breathing and feeling.

  “I asked you a question, love,” he presses. I still remain silent, my mouth too preoccupied with Xander’s pulsating cock to bother with anything else. “Do you want me to ask Xander to put an end to what he’s doing to you? Do you want me to demand that he withholds your climax? Is that it? For the record, I don’t have a problem doing that,” he warns. Huh? That does it. I lift my head to answer, but Xander thrusts his hips again, filling my mouth with several more inches of him. I gag, gasping for air. “Be a good sport, mate. Let her talk.”

  Obeying Ethan’s command, Xander lowers his hips. I let go of his cock and turn my head to look at Ethan. “It’s surreal,” I finally manage. “I love the feel of his tongue against me. Having him lick me while I suck him heightens the sensuality of what we share.”

  “It does for me too.” Ethan pauses. I’m about to turn my body further to look at him when he speaks again. “You can go back to sucking him now, love.” Since he doesn’t ask me any other questions, I suspect he’s satisfied with my answer. I ready myself to turn around, but stop when from the corner of my eye I catch him stroking his cock furiously. The man must have impeccable control. I
haven’t got a clue how he managed to speak with such a normal tone. Turning away from Ethan, I grab Xander’s cock and I open wide before pushing him as deep as I can inside my mouth. Even with all my good intentions, only a small portion of him fits. I slide my free hand lower, cupping his balls before gently kneading them as my other hand strokes just the lower half of his cock. Xander hums in response. I pull my head back until his mushroom crown is the only part of his cock still trapped inside my mouth. I focus my attention there, licking the sensitive area located on the underside. He moans and the reverberation against my clit is heaven. Fueled by his encouragement, I keep at it with a vengeance. I’m still fascinated by his thick and long cock, lost in the sweet way he’s eating my pussy, when Ethan catches me off guard. “Delilah, place your feet flat against the sofa, squat over Xander’s face and bounce on top of his face. Xander, I want you to give tongue-fucking a whole new meaning.”

  Good Lord. I loosen my lips from around Xander’s cock. “What?” I bark.

  “You heard me the first time.” By now, I know he has no intention of repeating himself. Holy heavens above. This is kinkiness to the nth degree. “Delilah,” Ethan growls. I nod to let him know I’ll obey. I don’t know how I find the strength to move given how inebriated I am right now, but I do.

  I struggle at first trying to figure out the best way to do this until Xander comes to my rescue. “Stand up, sweetheart, take a few steps backwards and then squat. I’ll lift my hands up for support. That will allow you to bounce to your heart’s content,” he says winking at me. I hear the amusement in his voice, but I’m too turned on by the saucy imagery to crack a smile. It doesn’t take me long to get into position. With my ass fanned out like this, I feel incredibly obscene, even vulgar, but the prospect of losing my mind trumps any one of my morality issues. “Look at that perfect little bud.” Xander’s words take my breath away. “Ethan, are you going to ask me to tongue-fuck it?” Jesus.

  “I haven’t decided yet, mate. For now, I’m just waiting to see her ass jiggle all over your face.”

  “Start bouncing, sweetheart, we’re ready for you.” Xander’s voice is covered in lust. I start slowly at first, lifting my hips up and down, gripping Xander’s hands for dear life. A few seconds into it, I start picking up speed. Every single time I land on Xander’s tongue, it seems to plunge deeper inside my pussy. My whimpers are louder and louder. The sensation is fucking mind-blowing. For the next few minutes, nothing else matters.

  “Fuck, Xander, this is so much better than anything I could have imagined. Delilah, you look like a queen on your throne. I’m relishing every second of this.” I yelp at Ethan’s comment. “You know, mate, you’re doing a phenomenal job, but I’m afraid her ass might be feeling neglected. Since we plan on claiming it soon, you should be the first one to lick it.” Xander growls, but my brain says, No, no, no. Instinct kicks in and I hold myself in the air as best as I can. He can’t just decide like this. I open my mouth to protest, but Ethan precedes me. “It’s not your decision to make, love. I want his tongue in and out of your tight hole. Now angle your ass and give me what I asked for,” he demands. When I still don’t budge, Ethan adds, “You won’t regret it.”

  I’m sure I won’t, but will I recover from it? I stand back up and lower myself again over Xander. His tongue is already ready, waiting patiently. The sinful desire in his eyes erases my momentary panic. No one’s ever been there before—not with their tongue, finger or cock. Paul suggested it many times but I always told him it was never going to happen—seemingly my ass was more interesting to him than my pussy. Refusing Ethan and Xander isn’t an option.

  I lift my hips in the air and when Xander’s tongue slides inside my ass, I choke on a cry. Jesus. This is so foreign. It’s nothing like when they tongue-fuck my pussy. There’s no question about it, this is definitely uncharted territory for me. To say that I’ve crossed over to the wild side is an understatement. Once I get over my initial shock, I feel a slight tinge of a burn. I won’t lie, it’s a little uncomfortable but it doesn’t stop me from bouncing up and down, up and down. The more often Xander’s tongue pokes inside me, the more the uneasiness turns into wanton pleasure. My cadence is almost furious now and each time my boobs hit my chest, my nipples tingle with excitement. My clit is throbbing so hard it’s as if it’s ignited. Dear God this is so amazing. If I continue at this frantic rate, I have no doubt I’ll climax.

  Just as I start hitting my stride, Ethan changes things on me again. “God, Delilah. If you knew what watching you like that with my best friend does to me. Not only do you enjoy being punished, but it’s obvious you’re going to love getting your ass fucked.” I whimper. Ethan’s words shock me. Not because he’s off base, but because I’m afraid he’s right. “You’ve been such a good girl, do you want to come for me, love?” Ethan’s chocolatey voice is deeper than usual. I’m no fool, I know it’s not a question. He’s willing to give me what I need. Of course I’ll take it.

  “Yes,” I pant. My heart is pounding so hard against my chest I doubt I can say much more.

  “Since it’s going to be impossible for Xander to take you over the edge in this position, I want your pussy back rubbing against his tongue.” Ethan doesn’t have to tell me that twice. “Xander, I don’t want you to come just yet so Delilah won’t suck you. Don’t even think of fisting your dick,” Ethan warns. “I want to see your moisture dripping from her lips when you explode in her mouth while I shoot my load in her pussy.” God.

  “Mmmm.” Xander and I both moan in unison and I think I’m going to lose my goddamn mind. Still holding onto Xander’s hands, I slide my knees back onto the couch. Xander repositions himself underneath me before grasping my hips. He’s as ready as I am. Without wasting a second, I start grinding my desperate pussy. This is out of this world. I don’t know how I would manage riding the wave of this intoxicating moment while taking care of Xander’s cock. I’m so grateful Ethan wants to delay his climax. I push my hips down and move closer to Xander’s mouth as he strokes around my clit.

  “Oh, yes,” I hiss. I rotate my hips in circular motions, impatient for more. I think he picks up on that because he starts closing his mouth around my clit every time I slide over him.

  After a few long blissful minutes, he stops. He lifts me up slightly so he can speak. “Sweetheart, your cadence is too erratic. We’re going to have to do this together if I am to make to lose your mind. I want you to rock your hips in slow and controlled motions over my tongue. Let me do the rest. I promise I’ll make it good for you.” Xander doesn’t wait for me to answer. He clamps his big strong hands against my hips, putting an end to my frenetic gyration.

  I start moving my hips back and forth. He rubs my clit quick and hard. He’s lapping at me with such avarice it’s dizzying. I fold forward and grasp his legs, spreading my ass open even more. The loud noises he makes are just mind-blowing. In this position my heavy boobs drag against Xander’s thighs. My nipples are so hard, I wouldn’t be surprised if they scratched his skin. “Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes,” I chant in a trance. I’m so taken by all of this that my body is trembling uncontrollably. Shit. Shit. Shit. I squeeze my legs around his head and rock with more determination. My buildup starts to mount and I’m aware I’m seconds away from coming undone. Dear God. I close my eyes, lift my body back up so I’m sitting again, tilt my head back, and grope my boobs as I grind feverishly against his face. I shamelessly milk everything he has to give me, and more. Suddenly he holds me still and I wonder what’s happening. Without warning, he pulls my clit into his mouth and sucks it hard until I lose it, engulfed by the first wave of my climax ripping through me. “I—” I can’t finish my sentence. My climax hits me like a tank colliding against a wall. It’s so powerful, it nearly chokes me. I swear my heart stops for a beat or two. I pant a few times, gasping for air, and just like that I hear my voice fill the room as my pussy contracts in a series of strong pulses, extending my joyful release.

  I clench my pussy in the hopes of t
aming this uncontrollable free-fall, but my body isn’t having it. Instead, my voice continues to rise as I relish the second and third wave of orgasm. Holy Jesus. I’m sobbing now. No, seriously, tears are running down my face. Exhausted, I collapse forward against Xander’s legs. I’m elated. There are no other words to describe my current state.