Her Fantasy

Her core was pounding, waves of pleasure washing over her.

Warren squeezed her pussy, over and over, as Joe sucked her breasts. She climaxed, sweet and sudden, her head rolling forward as she cried out.

Warren held her steady. Joe looked up, waiting.

?Do you want more?? Warren asked as he bent down and stripped her damp panties down her legs. ?Can you take more, lover??

She was entirely naked, waves of pleasure still washing over her. Her head rolled against his chest when he returned to her back, eyes closing.

?Anya??

?Yes, yes,? she blurted, ?I want to have both of you.? A rush of embarrassment hit her as she said the words, and yet it made her feel even more horny to have said them aloud.

Warren held her steady, and she heard him whisper to Joe. When she gathered her senses she saw that Joe was lying back on the bed. He?d taken off his T-shirt and he reached out for her. ?Come on, gorgeous,? he urged. The muscles of his chest and abs flickered as he reached for her.

?I?m here,? Warren said when she looked back at him, needing to know he was still with her. ?And you?re making me harder than I have ever been, Anya.? He gave a disbelieving shake of his head, and a wry smile as his hands stroking her shoulder.

That was all she needed. Empowered, she moved onto her hands and knees and crawled across the bed to straddle Joe?s outstretched body. His hand went to his belt. Increasingly sure in her desire and her actions, her hand followed his, stripping open the leather belt for him and plucking open the buttons on his shorts. His cock bounced free. She gave a soft laugh as she stroked it. ?You don?t wear underwear??

He grinned. ?Is that a problem, ma?am??

?Not at all. In fact it makes things a hell of a lot easier.? She noticed that he seemed to have got over his surprise and taken to his role readily. That easiness helped her, too. Perhaps that?s part of the reason Warren chose him, she thought.

Warren dropped a handful of condom packets onto the bed beside them, and then pressed one into the palm of her hand. She opened it and rolled the rubber onto Joe?s erection. His cock seemed to grow longer still as she cloaked it. Her core clenched, released and clenched again, needing the hard thrust inside her so badly. She moaned as she positioned herself over his prone body, feverish and wildly aroused as she lifted his sheathed cock and guided it to her entrance.

Pausing, she panted for breath.

Warren was at her side, watching, his hands stroking her. He reached around her to tease her breasts, tweaking each puckered nipple, then he stroked down her back to cup her bottom. ?Okay, lover??

?Uh-huh.? Slowly, she lowered herself onto Joe, savoring each sensation as Joe?s hard cock filled her. When she?d sank right down onto him, she paused, then rode him, slowly at first then with more momentum.

Joe swore under his breath, and reached up as far as her breasts, where he teased his fingertips over her nipples. Warren continued to stay close, urging her on as she rose and fell on Joe?s cock. She had both their hands on her, both of them watched her, and it was almost too much, too much sensation as her body sought release.

Beside her on the bed, Warren reached down and moved his fingers lightly over her clit, pushing her inner lips wide with two fingers as she descended on the erection beneath her. His fingers were slippery with juices and he spread it all over her, making her gasp with pleasure.

Then she felt his hand move behind her, between her buttocks, smoothing over her anus, circling it and gently easing it open. She braced herself and hung her head. Yes, she wanted to feel him there, pushing inside her back passage. Riding Joe more slowly, she pushed back onto his finger, tentatively.

?You want me there,? Warren whispered.

She nodded, and then the finger was gone and Warren was squatting on his

haunches behind her, his naked chest against her back.

?I have lube,? he whispered against her ear. She heard the sounds of a condom being unwrapped, then the lube. He took her hips into his hands and held her steady. Her body was in chaos, but her overriding need was more penetration?Warren?s.

Joe lay beneath them, watching, waiting, his breath bated, his eyes glazed with lust. ?You?re one hot lady.?

She stared down at him, and laughed incredulously when his eyebrows lifted suggestively.

Warren circled and eased his lubed finger into her anus, slowly opening her up, wetting her with the lube as he went. He penetrated her with the length of his finger, bit by bit, firmly delving his slick digit inside her.

Wild waves of sensation skittered over her whole body, her sphincter twitching against his finger, grasping at the hard intrusion. She clenched inside in response to that persistent finger, and Joe cried out because her sex had clenched, too.

?Christ, that feels good,? he said.

A rush of humiliation at being so exposed overcame her, making her close her eyes, but it was entwined with the deep pleasure of the foreign intrusion. She opened her eyes and saw that Joe was watching, his hands on her thighs, his eyes glistening with anticipation.

?Are you sure you want me there?? Warren asked her, his voice cool, controlled. ?Can you take it, both of us??