The Reunion (Fashionable Friends)

“It’s okay,” Hugh said, stepping close to me and stroking my cheek gently. “We’ve got this.”

Cameron’s fingers slipped under the straps of my tank top, and this time I didn’t tell him to stop. I lifted my arms as he ever so slowly pulled the top from my body, leaving me standing half-naked in front of Hugh.

“Beautiful,” he breathed, but he didn’t move a muscle.

Cameron moved to my yoga pants, pulling them down in a slow, smooth movement, removing my panties with them. He remained behind me while Hugh continued to look at me as though admiring a piece of art in a gallery. I felt deliciously exposed and almost ready to climax on the spot. But this wasn’t enough, I needed to see the guys naked, too.

“Well, come on then, catch up, you two.” I laughed, not wanting to lose the fun from our relationship just because we were finally getting it on.

Hugh stepped away from me. “Come and get me, then,” he teased, so I did exactly that.

I walked over to him and untied his robe, letting it fall to the floor around his feet. He was magnificent. I’d underestimated the guy; I didn’t expect someone so deep and serious would be interested in the gym, but he clearly worked out hard.

My skin goose-bumped, and my nipples hardened as I took in every inch of his sculpted body, from his broad, muscular shoulders to his thick, delicious calves.

I wasn’t the frightened inexperienced virgin any more. I knew what I wanted and how much the sight of him standing there like that turned me on. My whole body hummed with arousal.

Of course, I spared several seconds to lustfully admire his cock, which stood out proudly from his body, tempting me to reach out and touch it.

So I did.

I took his cock in my hand, gingerly at first, and started to stroke his length. He groaned, a low and animalistic moan, and I almost couldn’t believe this was happening. Not with Hugh, my Hugh, one of the men I’d been dreaming about and thought I’d lost forever, groaning at my touch.

I started to pump harder until another cock pressed gently against my ass. The other star of my dreams.

Cameron pressed his body close to mine and began to massage my breasts. He pinched and teased my nipples until I cried out, and he covered my neck with strong, determined kisses.

I writhed against him, making sure that I didn’t stop pleasuring Hugh with my hand.

He did the same for me in return, placing one hand on my hip while the other explored my outer lips, using his fingers to stroke and find his way into my most intimate area. He used his thumb to tap my clit, and I jumped, shocked by the almost electric current of pleasure that ran through me.

“You’re so sensitive,” Cameron purred into my ear. “If I guess you’ve wanted this for a long time too, would I be right?”

“Yes,” I whispered, and he continued to play with my breasts while Hugh deftly worked his magic fingers between my thighs.

I’d imagined this very moment a thousand times, but I never knew how overwhelmingly good it would feel to have four hands all devoted to my pleasure.

My orgasm quickly reached its crescendo, and my knees buckled as it crashed through me. Hugh held me against him, and I whimpered and moaned into his chest as wave upon wave of pure bliss swept through my whole body. Finally, the sensation began to subside, and Hugh steadied me on my feet with a warm, slightly goofy smile.

“That good?”

“Good?” I spluttered. “I’m going to need you to do that to me every day for the rest of our lives. My God, that’s the hardest I’ve ever come in my life.”

“Well, I’m going to have to break that record, aren’t I?” Cameron’s ever-so-slightly jealous tone made me laugh; I should have figured these guys would even be competitive in the bedroom.

Cameron swept me off my feet and laid me down on the bed. He stood in front of it and eyed me like a ravenous carnivore might stare at its dinner.

Any other time I’d have felt embarrassed being exposed and examined like that by a guy from school. But right then, I felt beautiful and sexy in a dirty sluttish sort of way.

My best friends had unpicked my inhibitions and were honing in on all the things that truly turn me on.

For a few seconds I wondered what would happen next, what did they plan to do with me? Soon, Cameron pushed my legs wide apart, fell to his knees in between, and moved his face so close to my intimate place that I felt his warm breath waft over me.

“You look so good, Muriel. I want to savor every minute. I can’t wait to taste you, but I’m enjoying the anticipation too.”