Forbidden Heat

Trey offered her a chunk of chicken from a skewer, then popped a piece into his own mouth. She watched the sensual movement of his lips as he chewed. She grabbed another scallop and peeled off the bacon, then ate it slowly. Once done with the bacon, she offered the scallop to Trey. He leaned forward and opened his mouth. She fed in only half, then leaned forward to capture the other half in her mouth. Their lips met and she kissed him. Only their mouths touched, nothing else, but the feel of his masculine lips moving sensually against hers sent her hormones blazing.

“As delicious as this is, I’ve had enough food for now.” She stood up with her glass of wine in hand and moved into the living room.

Trey and Jake followed, Jake carrying a bottle of wine and Trey two glasses. She sat down on the couch, sinking into the comfy cushions, hoping the men would join her, but instead, Trey slid an ottoman in front of her and lifted her legs onto it. Both men knelt down in front of her. Each took one of her feet in his hands, then began massaging. She sighed at the exquisite decadence of it all.

The gentle pressure of theirs hands as they stroked and squeezed her feet made her tingle all over. After a nice long relaxing massage, Trey’s hands began to move up her calf. Jake followed suit. They stroked and rubbed, then moved up even more. Her thighs tingled in appreciation and her insides throbbed in anticipation. Soon, they were sliding her skirt upward, and their big, masculine hands stroked closer to her melting heat . . . then closer . . .

Trey’s fingers found her first, then stroked over her mound. Jake grasped the elastic on her undies and pulled them downward as Trey drew the ottoman away. Jake knelt in front of her and drew her legs apart, settling them over his shoulders. Then she felt him touch her. First with his fingers, stroking her wet opening, then sliding inside her. She sighed at the erotic invasion. Then his mouth touched her and she moaned. His tongue dipped inside and he swirled it around, then covered her clit. As she gasped, she arched her back.

While Jake was busy down below, Trey unfastened the first button of her blouse and kissed her chest, moving downward as he released button after button. Jake leaned back and watched Trey unfasten her bra and peel it from her breasts. Both their gazes were steaming hot. Jake reached for one naked breast and stroked the hard nipple as Trey covered the other with his hot wet mouth. Jake licked her clit again and she moaned. So many sensations dazzling her senses . . . she could barely . . .

Oh, Jake’s tongue tortured her clit. Trey sucked on her hard nipple. She felt herself accelerating toward rapturous release. Heat building . . . senses reeling . . .

Jake sucked on her clit as he swirled his finger inside her.

Heat singed her senses as it exploded through her. She wailed in a fast and furious orgasm, waves of pleasure wafting through her.

Finally, she fell back on the couch, spent.

She was a mess of disheveled clothing. Her bra lay tossed across her throat, her blouse flopped open at her sides, and her skirt twisted around her waist. Trey helped her up and slid her blouse from her shoulders, then pulled away her bra. Jake drew her skirt down her legs and off. She sat back on the couch, totally naked, and smiled at them.

“Now I’d like you both to take off your pants.”

She watched in anticipation as Trey pulled open his belt, then slowly lowered the zipper of his fly, revealing a glimpse of black-on-gray striped boxers. He dropped the black pants to the floor, giving her a great view of long muscular legs. Jake turned around and pivoted his tight butt from side to side, his light brown ponytail swishing across his back, then dropped his pants to the floor. The black briefs he wore accentuated the tight muscles of that glorious behind.

“Keep going, gentlemen,” she instructed.

Trey grinned as he eased his boxers down. His thick cock stood upward curving toward his body.

Jake winked at her over his shoulder, then disposed of his briefs in a quick motion, revealing his hard muscular ass. Then he turned around. His long cock also stood tall and proud.

They looked incredible standing there, all hard male muscle, gloriously naked except for the collars and cuffs.

“Come here.” She licked her lips as they approached.

They stood in front of her and she wrapped her hands around both cocks. Jake’s hard member twitched in her hand. She stroked the length of Trey’s shaft while she stroked the tip of Jake’s. She tugged on Trey, drawing him closer, then licked his tip. Jake stepped closer, too, and she licked him, then took his cockhead into her mouth. She stroked her tongue around him and teased the tiny hole on the tip while she pumped Trey up and down. Then she switched, taking Trey in her mouth and pumping Jake.

They were rock hard . . . and close. If she kept either of them in her mouth much longer, they’d erupt. She stared at her handiwork, admiring the tall proud cocks as she held them, her fingers wrapped snugly around the hard shafts.

She released them and leaned back against the couch, her hands behind her head. With them essentially following her orders, this was a perfect opportunity to have them interact with each other a little more.

“Trey, take Jake’s cock and stroke it.”

Trey turned to Jake and wrapped his hand around Jake’s cock. As his hand moved, Jake’s eyelids fell closed.

“Run you hand over his ass,” she instructed.

Trey’s free hand stroked over Jake’s tight buttocks while his other hand stroked Jake’s hard cock.

“Now take him in your mouth.”

Trey raised an eyebrow at her, but he knelt down and turned Jake toward him, then brought the purple-faced cock to his mouth. He covered it with his lips, then swallowed it. Danielle watched in fascination as Jake’s cock disappeared in and out of Trey’s mouth as he pulsed up and down.

Danielle stroked Jake’s firm stomach, then over his hip to his hard buttock. She caressed the hard-muscled flesh.

“Make him come for me, Trey.”

Trey stroked Jake’s ot