Two Hotties Next Door

Ace, however, was concerning her. He’d not looked away from her clothing. She wasn’t wearing a bra as the one she wore today was a little tight and left red marks that were itchy from rubbing.

He shook his head, and she frowned. “Are you okay? Do I need to call Brett or something?”

“Sorry, I completely zoned out there and not in a good way.”

She saw his body was flushed, and one look at the front of his jeans, and she figured out straight away that he was aroused. “Would you like me to go and change?”

“No, no, it’s fine. Just ignore me.”

Meredith only wished it was that easy. She’d found herself thinking more and more about her two hot neighbors. Watching them, sketching them daily, her nights were filled with all the hot delights that a woman like herself craved and yet she was repeatedly let down with no follow-through. She was filled with constant need. Right now, her pussy was so wet, and it pulsed as she moved and the seam of the shorts grazed her pussy.

She loved to cleanly shave her pussy as she liked not having anything in the way, and also, it made her hornier throughout the day, desperate. The vibrator she kept in her drawer was getting a lot of use, and even though she came, it wasn’t earth-shattering or even helping her in any way. She found herself aching even more, wanting more, desperate for more, begging for more.

“Are you dating anyone?” he asked.

“No. Are you?”

“No.”

She stared at him. “I’ve never been good with these guessing games, Ace. Tell me what you want.”

He stepped closer toward her, the intent clear in his eyes. Her nipples hardened, and as he stepped close, his gaze was on her lips. She purposefully licked her lips, giving him a glimpse. The heat built in the room.

“You know what I want.”

“I’d like to hear it.”

“Am I interrupting something?” Brett asked.

She didn’t turn to look at the other man, keeping her gaze on Ace the whole time. “No, you’re not interrupting anything.”

“I want to fuck you,” Ace said.

“Ace! You can’t speak like that to her.”

Again, she didn’t look away. There was no need to. “Is that why you zoned out? You imagined fucking me?”

“Yeah, I did.” He reached out, cupping her cheek. “And I want to, so badly. I want to feel your tight cunt wrapped around my dick.” He ran his thumb across her lips. “I want these on my cock, sucking me.”

“Ace, seriously, buddy, this is…”

“I don’t mind,” Meredith said. “Actually, I kind of like it.”

She finally looked toward Brett. Both men were hot. Her “two hotties next door” was what she labeled the sketchpad that she was using to draw them.

“I guess I’ll leave you two to it,” Brett said, stepping out of the room.

“Why do you have to leave?” she asked.

Looking from Ace then to Brett, she raised a brow and smiled.

She’d always been open about her sexuality, willing to try new things. She’d never been with two men at the same time, but Ace and Brett featured together in her fantasies. “What do you say?” she asked.

“I don’t know what to say right now. I don’t have a clue what I’ve stepped into,” Brett said.

She smiled and grabbed Ace’s hand, leading him close to Brett. Taking his other hand, she pulled him in.

This felt completely natural to her as she took their hands and placed them on her breasts.

“I’m saying that we don’t have to put a label on anything and that if you want, we can just have a bit of fun. It’s just the three of us.”

With their hands on her breasts, she cupped their dicks. Both men were hard, and it felt so good to have them there, exactly where she wanted them. Their cocks were long and wide. Brett still wore his workout clothes, so she slid her hand inside his pants with ease, feeling his silken hard cock. The moment she wrapped her fingers around his length, he moaned.

Ace opened the button of his jeans, helping her ease inside.

Holding both of their cocks, she turned her head, left, then right, staring at each of them. She was so wet, so horny, and she wanted both of them, without a doubt.

This felt right to her. It didn’t matter how long they’d known each other. She needed them.

“I’m yours for the taking if you want it,” she said.

Brett was the first one to cup her tit, his thumb tracing across the beaded nipple, sliding it back and forth, twisting the bud through her vest. She cried out at the pain but also the pleasure as it seemed to go straight to her clit. Ace followed, teasing her breast.

The strap of her shirt fell down her arm, and both men pulled the shirt so that her breasts appeared over the top. This time, Ace sucked on her nipple while Brett ran his fingers down her stomach, the tips of them resting against her shorts.