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Abigail nodded. “You can both call me Abby. If you want to.”
Cooper tilted his head. “Abby?”
She shrugged. “You know, Abby. It’s short for Abigail. Abby is what people usually call me.”
Zane shook his head. “No thanks. I like Abigail better.”
“Why?”
“Because Abigail sounds so prim and proper. And it’s extra sexy to think of you being so buttoned up when I lick your pussy, suck on your clit, and then listen as you scream in climax.”
He watched as her cheeks reddened. “I want to paddle your ass to the same shade as your cheeks are right now, too. Does that do anything for your arousal level?”
Her mouth fell open a bit and she turned an even darker shade of crimson, from her roots to her throat. It turned him on like he’d never been before. She put his libido on high alert. He’d never been so desperate for someone to enjoy his lifestyle, understand why he loved it, and join in with enthusiasm. But Zane wanted Abigail for more than a temporary fling. And he’d never before felt that for any woman.
She nodded. “I look forward to learning about the lifestyle the two of you obviously already have set up.” She paused then added, “And I can still use that safe word we discussed at anytime, is that correct?”
Zane was busy studying her luscious mouth, so Cooper answered, “That’s correct. The safe word is always available to you.”
Their time together before had been different than his normal seduction. Usually, he was more aggressive, and also, he preferred a more dominant role when having sex.
But she was new to their lives and that also brought a certain level of excitement. The scandalous vision of teaching her what they loved was exhilarating to contemplate.
He and Cooper hadn’t been with a woman so completely unfamiliar with their lifestyle in quite a long time. Usually the women they associated with knew exactly what to expect. But the truth was they hadn’t associated with any women for awhile.
Perhaps they’d unconsciously been looking for someone like Abigail. Someone they could teach. Someone who’d be exhilarated by a new experience. Zane was certainly wound up just thinking about it. He’d never thought about women on a permanent basis, but Abigail made him rethink his stance.
Zane wanted her for more than an afternoon romp or a long weekend of decadent pleasure. He planned to show her their playroom later on. Perhaps after the shower he’d mentioned a few moments ago.
Once in the large recreation room in the basement, the first thing he wanted to show her was his new collection of butt plugs. Once her virgin ass was stretched slowly and completely, Zane would take great pleasure in initiating her into the anal club. He wanted her to love it. Wanted her to desire the lifestyle they had in place. Wanted her to love them both.
Was he in love? Was Cooper? He glanced at his friend, who was covertly watching Abigail. Cooper looked like he was truly fascinated with her. Zane was certainly on board. Watching the two of them made dark pleasures form in his aroused brain. He wanted to share her with Cooper. He wanted to do it more than once.
The vision of double penetration with his best friend and Abigail put Zane in a whole new arena of anticipated gratification. Once they’d shared that particular pleasure, Zane wondered if he’d ever want to let her go. He wasn’t certain if she was willing to stay the distance though. Was he headed for heartbreak?
* * * *
Abby slowly consumed her food and drank delicious coffee with the two men currently dominating the very air around her. The taste of bondage and sex she’d already experienced with them made her want more. But she’d be lying if she wasn’t just a little bit frightened by what would be expected. She was definitely a novice.
Thinking on extended bouts of time in the playroom was what stayed in the forefront of her mind as she slowly ate her food. She finished her breakfast, and her coffee cup was refilled.
Cooper sat on her left. Zane was on her right. Abby was in the middle of man-scented bliss. She wanted to reach out and grab them, but somehow found the ability to keep her hands to herself.
The unexpected future of getting to have sex with two men lit her imagination. The expectations in the playroom also danced in her mind. She sipped her coffee and contemplated being blindfolded and bound and made to have sex repeatedly with she knew not what sort of other implements of pleasure.
