One Bride for Three Firemen

I feel her starting with me. She loves to sass back to me.

“Just like that, Olivia,” I answer sternly. “I think it’s a good idea. Let’s try it my way.”

She narrows her eyes.

“No, I think we should try it my way,” she corrects me.

Smirking, she saunters toward me, her hips swaying with every step. I am mesmerized by her shape as she advances, challenging me with every switch of her hips.

“All right, what is your way?”

“My way is…” She purrs. “Whatever I want. That okay with you?”

“What is it you want?”

“I want… all of you. At once.”

I suppress a reflexive shudder as the thought crashes through me like a bolt of lightning.

“Think you can handle that?” she simpers as she walks away.

Trigger steps toward me, his face concerned.

“Pete, how are we gonna…”

“All right, boys,” I announce, taking charge yet again, “let’s get into position.”

Olivia lies back on the bed, throwing her arms over her head and arching her back as she purrs, staring at me through her half-open eyes. Her cheeks flush because she knows what is coming. She knows exactly how this is going to work.

“Stephan, get underneath her.”

Obediently, Stephan gets naked, stretching his tight shirt over his head and dropping it across the back of the chair. His cock is already hard and ready to go, and he lies across the bed, playing with a bit of her hair, waiting for instructions.

Smiling, she drags her fingers up and down his cock, gently teasing him to get him even harder.

“Go ahead and play with your pussy, Olivia,” I instruct her. “You’re gonna need to be really wet for this.”

With a smile, she strokes her belly, gradually pushing her fingers down lower and lower to her delicate, bunny-colored sex.

“Like this?”

“That’s good,” I confirm.

Trigger shrugs and pulls his clothes off, laying them across Stephan’s. He looks at me expectantly.

“I need you at the head of the bed,” I suggest. “On your knees, so she can suck your cock.”

Olivia gasps at the thought. With her other hand, she starts twirling her nipple between her fingers. I guess she really does enjoy being told what to do.

“Get on top of Stephan, Olivia,” I tell her. “Up on your hands and knees so you can suck Trigger off.”

“Fuck, yeah,” Stephan groans.

He fists himself tight around the base to force the blood back down so he doesn’t come right away. She throws one leg over his hips and pushes her tits together with her arms, dangling them over his waiting mouth.

Trigger slides into place with his huge, soup can-sized dick just inches away from her lips. With a smile, she starts rolling her tongue around the tip, drawing moan after moan from him. He reaches over his head and hangs onto the girder above.

“That’s good, girl,” I confirm. “Now show me that ass.”

Wriggling, she gets up on her knees so that her plump, sweet ass cheeks are pointed right at me. I can see the pink, winking eye of her asshole right there, right over the head of Stephan’s cock. He hasn’t put it inside her just yet, but he will. And when he does, she’s going to start to relax. She’s gonna get Trigger’s fat meat into her mouth, and then I am going to take her tight, brand-new asshole.

She asked for it.

Spitting into the palm of my hand, I make sure that the head of my cock is good and wet. I want her ready, so I hang back for a moment, letting Stephan tease her pussy with his dick. He slides it back and forth and seems to know my intentions, because he rolls his wet cock over her ass, lubing it up for me.

With a smile, I come a little bit closer. The sounds of them… It’s gorgeous. Look at her, impaled on both ends by my crew. Just like I told them to do. She’s got her mouth so stuffed with Trigger’s cock that she is making desperate sounds as she tries to breathe through her nose. He is holding back, flexing his stomach muscles so he doesn’t just fuck her face until her jaw breaks. A guy with that kind of dick has to hold back most of the time.

She’s almost ready. Her hips are swirling over Stephan’s cock. Her back is arched, with that serpentine furrow over her spine undulating mesmerizingly. Every time she takes Stephan’s cock, her asshole winks at me. It opens and closes like a little mouth.

Now. Now she wants it.

My cock is good and wet, so I climb up onto the bed, careful not to disturb the fucking in progress. All I have to do is wait for her to piston back toward me and let her ass collide with the head of my cock. I’m just waiting here. It’s going to happen.

At first she just brushes the tip of it, barely grasping it with her hole. But every time she comes back down on Stephan’s cock, I am here waiting. If she wants his dick, she’s going to have to take mine too. I’m not going anywhere.