Her Best Men

The man behind me slapped my ass hard, and I whimpered. The stinging pain melded with the pleasure that gripped my body – enhancing it. My body rocked back and forth as he continued fucking me from behind.

A grunt sounded low in his chest, and his hands gripped my hair, pulling my head back. He drove his thick shaft deep inside of me, and a long, loud scream that had built up inside of me exploded from my lips as the man buried himself deep inside of me one last time.

Our bodies shook as we came together. He held onto me as he poured himself deep inside of me, then I collapsed on my stomach, feeling his fluids spilling out of me. The man rubbed my back gently, then leaned over me and kissed me on the back of the neck.

It felt so sensual, almost romantic, even though I didn't have the first clue who it was. I relaxed as he kissed my neck and whispered into my ear.

“I hope you came hard,” he said. “Because I sure did.”

Zane. My entire body was weak now, and I knew there was one more person left. My body was quivering with pleasure, one intense orgasm after another brought on by two totally different men.

“How are you feeling Ember?”

Jude's voice was close at hand, whispering in my ear again. His hand stroked my cheek.

“Good,” I said. “Very good, in fact.”

“Lovely, baby,” he said.

His breath was warm on my cheek, and he pressed his lips to my skin.

“Because I want you to feel very, very good,” he said. “I want you to feel nothing but pleasure.”

“I do, Jude,” I gasped. “Oh God, I do.”

“Ready for more, darling?”

“Anything for you, Jude.”

I pushed myself up on my hands and knees again, and someone took my hand. He pulled me to a standing position, and when my knees buckled and I almost fell, he caught me. He held me close and I relaxed in his arms, feeling safe and secure with some unknown man's arms around me.

He kissed down the length of my face, his lips moving to my neck, his hands caressing my breasts as he moved lower. He drew his tongue along my collarbone, nibbling my skin as he went. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire and I felt my body trembling.

He turned our bodies and lowered me down with him until I was straddling him. His erection pressed against me, but he took his time kissing along my neck. He was the first one to lift up my dress, sliding it off my body and exposing that sexy bra I'd picked out for the evening. The heat from the fireplace warmed my skin as he cupped my breasts with his hands, teasing the nipples with his thumb, drawing a gasp from me.

“Yes...” I moaned.

Someone else unhooked my bra, and my breasts spilled out into his hands. His lips surrounded my erect nipple and he sucked, gently, as I rocked back and forth on top of him.

I was so wet now, the anticipation building inside of me, as his cock slid between the folds of my skin, rubbing against my clit. He pressed his lips to mine as he held my face in his hands, and he kissed me long and hard, our bodies rocking together.

The others had been good, they felt good, but this – this felt amazing. There was a connection there between us. Something that felt real. He took his time, didn't rush straight into fucking me, but was exploring my body. Relishing every kiss, every touch of my skin. It was slow and sensual, and I was enjoying every minute of having his lips covering my body with kisses.

The anticipation in me at a frenzied peak, I reached down and grabbed his cock, positioning it against me. I slid down and took him inside me, drawing a soft moan from the both of us. His hands held onto my waist as I moved myself up and down, rolling my hips gently against his body. My breath caught in my throat as I rode him, the pleasure building even faster than before. Being on top gave me total control of my movements, allowed me to dictate the pace. As I moved, my clit was grinding against his pelvis, and I felt another climax rising inside of me.

As if he could tell, he helped me keep up the rhythm, rocking back and forth on top of him, feeling his cock press against the walls of my pussy. He filled me up completely and I cried out, my head falling to his shoulder as I came. He stroked my hair and held onto me, letting me ride out the waves of pleasure as they rolled through and over me, taking me to places I never knew possible.

As my pussy spasmed around his thick shaft, I felt his body tighten up beneath me. There was a low, rumbling growl in his chest, and his heart was racing. While he'd stayed mostly quiet the whole time I'd been riding him, a grunt escaped his lips, his orgasm chasing mine. For the moment, only the two of us existed, and there was no one was watching. No one was out there with us. It was just me and my mystery man, our bodies united and coming together as one.

Before I knew what was happening, Jude pulled off the blindfold and I could see. The first thing I saw were Nathaniel's sweet eyes staring back at me, almost as surprised as I was.

I smiled at him, and he smiled at me before kissing my lips.

“I've been waiting a very long time for that,” he said. “Ever since I first met you.”

“The feeling is mutual,” I said, my voice coming out soft.

I glanced over to Jude who was all smiles, with a sleepy look in his eyes. He was probably the only one still fully dressed, and I thought it an absolute shame.