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“Oh, God!” I nea
rly levitated off the bed, every muscle in my body tensing with shock as Clive put his mouth on me, his tongue lapping at my sensitive flesh. I’d used my mouth on a man before, of course, but I’d never been the recipient. I hadn’t minded the lack as it seemed like it would be extremely intimate, and I hadn’t wanted that.
Now, I knew it was extremely intimate. Clive’s face was buried between my thighs, and he was tasting me, savoring me. William’s hands played with my breasts and nipples, his lips moving along the side of my neck. Both of them were fully involved in giving me pleasure without taking any for themselves.
It was confusing beyond belief. Nothing I had ever experienced prepared me for this.
I knew they wanted me. Clive had been stroking his cock, and I could still feel William’s rod pressing against my spine, hard and ready, yet their focus remained on me.
If I had been in a different position, I would have tried to reciprocate, but with my arms above my head with my hands wound about William’s neck, there was nothing I could do except squirm on his lap as he fondled me, and Clive licked and sucked my most sensitive parts.
I moaned, arching as Clive’s tongue laved over a shockingly sensitive area, then I felt a finger press inside me. Clenching around the invasion, small though it was, my body reacted the way it had been trained.
“Mmmm… nice and tight,” Clive murmured before sucking on a part of me that made me cry out as pleasure surged through me. His finger pumped, and I spasmed around the questing digit.
“Oh, please…” The needy ache was becoming unbearable, like an itch, I couldn’t scratch but so much more encompassing and so much worse. William’s fingers pinched my nipples harder, adding a little bite to my growing pleasure and making me feel even more frantic. “I need… I need…”
“We know what you need,” William growled in my ear. “Just relax, sweetheart. Clive’s going to make you come for us.”
Another finger joined the first, sliding between my folds, then the hot suction of Clive’s mouth clamped down. The need inside me burst like a dam breaking open, and I screamed with both shock and pleasure at the ecstasy that billowed across my body. The men held me, William’s fingers tugging, Clive’s lips pulling as I held onto William for dear life, buffeted back and forth by the intense rapture. Every part of my body was tingling and buzzing, my insides spasming, and I was nearly senseless from the cascade of sensations. My muscles went lax, and I panted, out of breath and dazed.
I hadn’t known it could feel like that.
Then Clive’s mouth left me, and he knelt between my thighs.
I only had a moment for fear and nerves to grip me, worrying he would know something was wrong, then he was groaning as he slid his thick, hot, hard cock inside me. Clamping down around him, I squeezed tightly. I was exquisitely sensitive, but the stretch of my muscles opening for him actually felt good.
It didn’t hurt at all, shocking me.
“Feels so damn good,” he gritted through his teeth, pulling his hips away, then thrusting forward, sliding deeper. William’s hands tightened on my breasts, and I could feel him staring over my shoulder, watching as Clive buried his cock in my quivering sheathe. Knowing he was watching added a layer of unexpected eroticism. I would have never guessed I would like being watched, but right now, it aroused me even more.
Bottoming out, Clive held himself for a moment, then thrust hard, several times, making me cry out as his flesh rubbed against mine. It didn’t hurt, not at all, but the sensations were so intense against my hypersensitive flesh, I couldn’t stay quiet.
When he pulled out, I nearly panicked, worried he had taken my cries the wrong way and would be disappointed.
“I’m fine! I’m sorry, I’m fine!”
“Shh, shh, it’s fine, sweetheart,” he said, his lustful gaze softening as he pulled me onto his lap, spinning me around, so he was holding me the same way William had been. “William and I agreed—I’d have you first, but he’d come inside you first.”
“Trust me, sweetheart, you don’t have anything to be sorry about.” William grinned, his eyes alight as he crawled toward me. It was his turn to drape my legs over Clive’s thighs, opening me up as he knelt between them, cock gripped in one hand. He slid it up and down my wet center, coating the head with my arousal. He groaned. “Fuck, she’s so wet.”
“Yes, she is,” Clive murmured, fondling my breasts, the way William had but a little rougher. The tiny bite of pain as he pinched and rolled my nipples made me squirm, reigniting the needy ache inside of me, I thought had been satisfied by his mouth. “Go on, then, William. I want to watch you make our wife come a second time.”
With another groan at Clive’s words, as if he was already imagining it, William pressed forward, burying himself in my pussy, and I moaned as he filled me.
For the first time, I wondered marriage might be more than I could handle.
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William
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Watching Clive sink into our wife had been hot as hell.
Sinking into her myself was even better.
