Chapter Twelve
Maisey
The apartment is welcoming and warm when we arrive back, and after shucking off my coat, I go to the shower and flick it on.
Steam fills the room and I strip naked.My fingers and toes are numb and after tying up my hair I step into the hot stream of water.
“Ahh...”I’m glad the adventure of the night is over and I close my eyes and sigh.When I open them again, two big men surround me.
Water runs in rivers down their strong wide torsos, dipping into all the beautiful curves and bulges of their flesh.Their hair is flattened to their heads and bodies and I can’t help but reach out and touch their chests.
“We thought you might like company,” Elias says.
“Always.”I kiss him and then turn to Branson and place a kiss on his soft lips.
And then Elias is there too, kissing me, kissing Branson.It’s a luxurious three-way kiss, a medley of tongues and lips and needy breathing.Water flows onto us, trickling over my eyelids and off my nose and chin.Some water joins the kiss.
Have I ever felt so complete?So content with my place in the world?I don’t think so.
I trace my hand down each man’s solid abdomen, then finger through Elias’s wiry pubic hair with my left hand and Branson’s silken patch of pubes with my right.Their cocks are at full mast and I grip each one and squeeze as I rub root to tip.
“Ah, fuck,” Elias groans.“Yes, that.”
Branson looks down at where I hold him and Elias.“Fuck, that’s so sexy to see you working us both.”
“I want you both.”
“As we want you,” Elias says gruffly, “but do that a bit more first.”
I smile and jerk them both off in synchrony.Each cock is thick and solid, though Elias’s glans is distinctly more flared with small ridges around it.
“I could get used to this,” Branson says.“Woman, you are incredible.”
“It’s nice to be appreciated.”I run my fingers over their slits and then twist as I rub down their shafts.
“Ah, fuck...”Elias grabs my wrist.“Let’s not finish too soon.”
Branson chuckles and also steps from my touch.“This now.”He reaches for my shower gel and fills his palm.
Within seconds we are all covered in lavender-scented suds.Branson works them into my breasts from the front, and Elias seems to suddenly be concerned that my ass cheeks need a good soaping.
I give myself up to their worshipping and enjoy the building of my arousal.My nipples are hard and there’s a dampness between my legs that has nothing to do with the shower water.I moan softly and lean into Branson’s touch.
“We both want you,” Elias whispers from behind before nibbling my ear.“Can you handle us both at the same time?”
“Yes.”
“And for Branson, it’s his first time with a woman, you’ll help me guide him?”
I cup Branson’s chin and look into his eyes.“It will be my honor.”
He kisses me and tugs me fully under the water to wash the suds away.“I don’t want to wait any longer,” he says onto my lips.“All these years and now I’m impatient for it, to be inside you, to feel part of you.”
