Her Two Lovers

He groaned into her, taking her swollen labia between his teeth and tugging. She squealed. God, he loved sucking her, making her feel good. He knew just what she liked, and he lived for her moans, her sweet cries of ecstasy.

Between his legs, his cock throbbed. He’d been close to release several times already, but he held off for her. He wanted to give her everything tonight. The ultimate pleasure. He sank his tongue into her moist slit. Nectar drenched his mouth and chin. He lapped her thoroughly, tensing his tongue and fucking her as deeply as he could. Then he pushed her thighs up toward her chest, careful so she wouldn’t lose her balance on the edge, and licked her puckered anus.

“Dale!” she cried.

“Mmm. Good, darlin’?”

“The best.” He released her thighs and nipped the inside of one. “I’m gonna take you there tonight.”

“Mmm. I know.” She inhaled, her beautiful breasts bobbing lightly against her chest. “I know.”

“First, I want you to come again, though,” he said, and then tongued her clit. “I want you to come. Then I want you to let Travis fuck your tight pussy again. Would you like that?”

“Mmm. Anything for you, Dale.”

“It’s all for you, darlin’. Only if it’s what you want.”

“It’s…it’s what I want.”

“Then come,” he rasped, his tone commanding, “come for me, Jill.”

Dale thrust two fingers into her wet channel and sucked her clit hard. She shattered, her walls clenching around him as he massaged her G-spot, and fresh cream drizzled over his hand.

When her spasms slowed, he removed his fingers and pulled her into the warm water. He sat down on the bench, the water coming midway up his chest, and pulled Jill onto his lap.

“I want you to slide your clit up and down my hard cock, darlin’, while Trav fucks you. Would you like that?”

“God, yes,” she said.

Travis, condom already in place, moved behind Jill.

She didn’t know it yet, but this was the last time she’d fuck another man. One last gift to her, to be sandwiched between two men, the object of both their desires. A jolt of jealousy speared into him and shattered his resolve for a moment. But he inhaled, gripped Jill’s slippery body, and willed to give her this satisfaction one last time.

She sighed, soft and feathery against his neck, when Travis entered her.

“You have the tightest little pussy,” Travis said, his face twisted into a grimace.

“Yeah, she sure does,” Dale agreed. “Enjoy it.” For the last time.

Jill slithered up and down Dale’s shaft as Travis fucked her from behind. Dale was so hard he thought he’d explode if he didn’t get to come soon. She was so beautiful. Her auburn ringlets, moist from the exertion and the steam from the tub, framed her pretty round face. Tiny beads of water dripped from the strands. A delectable strawberry hue flushed her cheeks, and her lips—those soft, sweet lips—were as red as a ruby.

Dale cupped her silky pink cheeks and drew her mouth to his for a kiss. A searing kiss that thundered through him. Jill’s mouth was sweet as cherry wine. He thrust his tongue inside, sweeping it in the satiny warmth, branding her. It was a possessive kiss. A kiss that said, you’re mine. Another man may be fucking you, but you’re mine. Now and forever.

Jill’s delicate sighs echoed with a soft vibration into Dale’s mouth. Her clit sliding up and down his cock was sweet torture.

Behind her, Travis grunted, his face flushed. “Dale,” he gasped. “I can’t hold off any longer. I have to come.”

A ribbon of possessive lust knifed through Dale at his friend’s words. This was Travis. His buddy. He loved him like a brother. Loved him enough to let him pleasure his woman. But it was over now.

Dale ripped his mouth away from Jill’s and inhaled a much needed breath. “No.”

“No?” Travis groaned as he pounded into Jill’s pussy. “What do you mean?”

“I mean no. You don’t come inside her.”

“It’s okay, bud. You know I’m wearing a raincoat.”

“It’s not okay. I don’t want you to come inside her. Pull out and finish yourself off.”