Sarah's Seduction (Men of August 2)

“I’m going to lubricate you, Sarah, then insert the plug up that tight little hole,” Cade’s voice was guttural. “I want you to stay still. Very still, Sarah.”

She felt him reach for the tube of lubrication. She heard Marly cry out harshly, watched her body arch as Brock pushed two long fingers deep inside her vagina. The other woman’s legs were spread and Sarah couldn’t help but watch as Brock pulled back, then thrust forward again. The sight of his fingers disappearing into the other woman’s body sent varying warnings shattering through Sarah’s brain. She shouldn’t enjoy it.

Her breath lodged in her throat as she felt the cool sensation of the lubrication, followed by the gentle insertion of a thick finger up her anus.

“Are you watching them?” Cade asked her, stretching her, pulling out, then apply more of the slick gel as his finger thrust smoothly inside her once again.

“No,” she gasped, watching Brock, his arm around Marly’s waist, lifting her against him as he slowly pulled his fingers from her, moved up to smooth over her clit, then back down to thrust quickly inside her once again.

“Don’t lie to me, Sarah.” A hard hand came down on her buttock, the force firmer than before.

Sarah cried out, jerked, felt her cunt pulse, spilling her essence along her thighs.

“Are you watching them?” he asked her again.

Sarah cried out at the biting pleasure as two fingers slid into her anus now, moving with smooth, stretching thrusts against the tight hole.

“Yes,” she wanted to scream out at the pleasure, the sinful decadence washing over her.

“Marly’s watching you too, Sarah,” he told her, his voice filled with approval. “Her eyes are all big and dark while she watches your flesh separate for me. Stretch for me.”

Sarah’s cry echoed Marly’s. Unfortunately, neither of them sounded as though they were protesting. Over and over his fingers pulled back, applied more of the gel, pushed in again, stretching her, easing inside her until she wanted to scream out at the deliberate teasing being inflicted on her.

“Are you ready yet, Sarah?” Cade’s voice was dark. Growling with sexuality.

“Yes. Yes.” She tossed her head, almost, almost understanding the men now as she watched the pleasure washing over Marly.

There was something so forbidden, so darkly erotic about watching the man she loved pleasuring another woman, as she was pleasured in turn, that broke through the normal barriers of sexuality. A sharing. She knew that she and Marly would both share this forever, and knowing the other woman knew her lover so intimately, wasn’t nearly as abhorrent as it should have been.

Finally, she felt him move away again. She imagined him picking up the thick plug, moving back to her. Then she felt the tip of it lodge against her tight hole, causing her to tense instinctively.

“Relax for him, Sarah.” Brock’s voice was filled with desperate yearning. “Please, baby, do this for me.”

Her eyes locked with Brock’s. She allowed her muscles to relax, breathing harshly as she felt Cade begin to push the device firmly into her body. Brock’s eyes were nearly black now, his face heavily flushed, his expression absorbed, centered on Cade’s action.

Seconds later she felt the thick base lodge inside her, stretching her, filling her. Then stinging force was applied to her rear once again. She jerked, cried out, tensing as Cade slapped her ass harder this time, his hand falling in rapid succession until the fire spread across her rear, making her squirm on his thighs, rubbing her inner flesh against his hard thigh, screaming out with the duality of the pain and the pleasure.

The harsh slaps stopped just as fast as they began. Then Cade was moving, pulling Sarah to her feet, wrapping his arm around her as Brock took his place, Marly took hers.

The other woman was clearly excited, already moaning, already prepared for the pleasure to come. Her eyes locked with Cade’s and Sarah was confused, surprised by the love glowing in them. Adoration, complete and heartfelt glittered in the dark blue depths. Pleasure, excitement, complete acceptance reflected in her expression.

Sarah watched as Brock smoothed his hand over the other woman’s buttocks. Then he raised it, high. The resounding smack had Marly jerking, crying out, grinding her hips against Brock’s thighs jerkily. A total of eight sharp blows, until the flesh was bright red, and Marly was crying out in both pain and pleasure.

Brock’s cock jerked along his abdomen. A pearly drop of fluid collecting on the tip as Marly moved against him. Sarah licked her lips. She wanted to go to her knees, run her tongue over the near to bursting flesh and take it into her mouth.

She watched as Brock then separated Marly’s buttocks, preparing her. His eyes raised to hers and she barely contained her cry at the look there. Like Marly, complete love, complete devotion. Approval washed over her. There was no pain in his eyes now, no shadows of sadness. There was joy. It made Sarah willing to do anything, give anything to keep that look in his eyes. She now understood how Marly accepted.

“Sarah,” he whispered her name as his finger sank between the cheeks of Marly’s rear.

He prepared the other woman carefully, just as Cade had prepared her. Stretching her, using the lubricating gel in large amounts, then pushing the thick plug slowly into her.

Marly was almost screaming, pleading. She begged for Cade to allow her ease. Perspiration covered the other woman’s skin, lust and love in equal measure filled her eyes.

Then Brock was pulling her up, standing, looking at Cade. He picked up the dildo he had brought with him when he went for Marly. Cade picked up Sarah’s as she whimpered, feeling Cade pull her to the couch, stretching her out on the thick cushions as Brock moved Marly to the bed.

“Don’t do this, Brock,” Sarah cried out as Cade settled himself between her thighs, holding her open, his eyes dark, intense. “Please, Brock. I need to be fucked. Now. Not like this.”

Cade lodged the head of the dildo at her grasping, wet entrance.