Stacy's Destiny (The Town of Pearl 2)

Her whole entire body felt about ready to combust. Something completely carnal and possessive came over her as she absorbed their words and the sensations from their mouths. She stared at Eric’s cock. The bulb head large, thick, and dripping with pre-cum. She licked her lips. “Fuck, baby, you got my cock so hard, one swipe from that sexy mouth of yours and I’ll be done,” he stated.

“I want to taste you,” she whispered. As the words passed her lips, embarrassment took their place. She had never been so brazen, but these men did it to her.

“I want to fuck you fast and hard. I won’t be able to hold out either,” Max admitted. Then Eric inched closer, and Stacy willingly opened her mouth to his invasion.

* * * *

Damn, she was so sexy it made Eric crazy inside. The look of desire in her eyes made his dick seem harder than steel. When she admitted that she wanted to taste him then shyly blushed away, he nearly came. She was sexy yet innocent, and he loved that about her. “Take me into that sexy mouth, baby. I want to feel your mouth on me,” he told her, and she took him inside her mouth.

“Oh fuck that’s sexy,” Max said, sitting up between Stacy’s knees.

“Oh, that’s so good, Stacy. Oh man, Max, her mouth feels so good,” Eric cupped Stacy’s head, supporting it so she could take him deeper.

“I need inside you, baby. My cock’s so hard watching you suck Eric off.”

Eric watched as Max pushed his cock into Stacy, making her moan. The vibrations rumbled against his dick, nearly making him explode. He felt Stacy suck harder then meet Max thrust for thrust. She was so responsive, and he couldn’t wait to fuck her, too.

“Oh God, you’re beautiful,” Max stated as he thrust harder, increasing his tempo while he massaged her breasts.

“I’m gonna come, baby. You’re incredible,” Eric exclaimed then rocked his hips and exploded inside her mouth. She sucked him harder as Max grabbed hold of her hips, lifted, then plunged in deeper.

Stacy opened her mouth, releasing Eric as she moaned louder.

* * * *

Max couldn’t slow down. Watching Stacy sucking on Eric’s cock made him imagine her doing that to him. His dick responded, and so did his need to possess every inch of her. He seated himself balls deep, stroking as her vaginal muscles gripped him harder. He was practically growling from the tightness, and he felt about ready to explode. He begged himself in his mind to just thrust a few more times. He needed it and wanted her so bad it ached deep within his chest. The realization that he was falling for Stacy struck a chord in him.

Ours. You belong to us. He tried not to come. He focused on the delicate butterfly tattoo near her hip bone. It was feminine and tiny, just like her. He leaned his body completely over hers and slowed his pace. He took her face between his hands and kissed her mouth as he ground his hips. He felt Stacy’s legs wrap around his waist. Her hands covered his hands. He lifted them, placing her hands above her head. He held her gaze while he thrust down into her. He was on his knees and wanted to get as far inside of her as he could. But he didn’t want to hurt her. Max knew he was a large man, and as much as he needed to claim her like this, he also wanted to show her that this meant something to him. They entwined their fingers. He listened to her catch her breath after every thrust. She moaned but held his gaze, appearing to be locked in the moment and in the connection they shared. He couldn’t go on like this much longer. He was at his wit’s end. He began to pick up his pace. The bed rocked and squeaked beneath them. Stacy pushed her chest out toward him, arching her back, and he took that moment to latch on to her nipple. She screamed, and he felt her orgasm. It was hot and vibrated against his shaft. Thrust for thrust, she continued to amaze him, and he lost it. He exploded inside of her, releasing his seed as her vaginal walls sucked him until it was too sensitive to move.

He leaned down and kissed her softly. She smiled, and so did he.

“Incredible,” she whispered.

You sure are.

* * * *

It was six thirty in the morning when both Max and Eric headed out of Stacy’s cottage. They both had to get ready for work. Stacy was smiling wide after taking a shower and discovering that not only was she sexually satisfied, but easily stimulated by mere thoughts of Max and Eric. She was so not going to be able to resist their charms. She just better not go and fall in love with them. They were perfect, but this type of relationship had never even been a fantasy for her, never mind reality. Plus she feared the public repercussions. People could be cruel. Not that she had ever been a follower, but she did have a lot of trouble following because she wouldn’t be like the other women at work and use her pussy to move up the corporate ladder. Thinking about that part of her body brought back thoughts of both Eric and Max. They were gone less than an hour, and she was missing them.

At eight thirty, her cell phone rang, and she figured it was one of them. Both men added her contact information into their cell phones before they left his morning. That was another example of this reality. She just had incredible sex with two men who she just met and didn’t even know their cell phone or house numbers. Yikes.

“Hello.”

“Stacy, it’s Millie.”

“Millie, what’s wrong? You sound upset.”

“I am upset. Some asshole who I think is working for your boss just questioned me outside the shop this morning. He was waiting for me, Stacy.”

“Oh my God. What did he want?”

“He wanted to know where you were? He was trying to push me to tell him. He even threatened me.”

“Oh shit, Millie. Are you okay? Did he touch you? Did you call the police or investigator Pellot?”

“No. I wanted to talk to you first and warn you.”

“This is so out of control. What am I going to do? I don’t want these men bothering you or Anna.”