Chapter 15
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Standing in the grass in the backyard, Mina looked up onto the back deck where Sir Dogsworth was laying down, watching them through sleepy eyes.
“You’re the reason we’re in this mess,” she called up. “Silly boy.”
He didn’t seem to care.
She just chuckled.
“Poor thing was terrified,” she noted as Slater finished hooking up the water hose.
“He sure was,” he said, then warned, “This water might be a little cold.”
“I got the soap and towels and all that,” Jackson called as he came out of the back door holding a bucket and some supplies. He’d stripped down to his boxer-briefs before going into the house, and Mina was quite impressed by the exquisite sight before her.
His tall, muscular frame was packed with hard muscles. There were also more than a few scars.
But what really had her attention was that long, wide bulge in his gray underwear.
Wow.
It was so long, in fact, it appeared as if the tip was about to poke through the bottom hem of his left thigh at any moment.
Shit!
“You going to just hose down in your underwear or are you taking ‘em off?” Slater asked.
“You’re one to talk,” Jackson said. “You’re still in your clothes.”
“Well, I’m just waiting to see how we’re going to do this, being as how we are in the presence of a lady and all.”
Mina giggled. She wasn’t overly modest, and something about the two cowboys boosted her confidence. So, she just threw caution to the wind and announced, “I’m going to strip naked as a jaybird and give myself a thorough washing because I have mud in places I should never have mud.”
“Now, darlin’,” Slater said, “I like your plan. I think I’ll join you.”
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched Slater peel his black t-shirt off, revealing jagged shoulders and a protruding chest. Unable to help herself, she actually licked her lips as her eyes fell to those washboard abs.
And when he tugged those jeans and underwear down at the same time to reveal a veiny cock that appeared every bit as long as Jackson’s, she nearly passed out.
When she was able to tear her eyes away and look at Jackson, she realized he was completely naked now, too.
“Well,” he said with a grin, “we’re waiting.”
She giggled again and began to undress.
“You need a hand, cutie?” Slater asked.
“Yes, Uncle Slater,” she said in a cutesy voice, knowing good and well the effect it would have on the man.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m right here.”
“You don’t get to have all the fun,” Jackson said, coming up on her from the other side. “Save some for me.”
A quick glance in his direction told Mina that he’d shirked out of his underwear.
Mmm. This kept getting better and better.
Excitement gripped Mina as Slater grinned at her and said, “What do you say? You want some help washing that mud off, darlin’?”
“Mmmhmm,” she said with a nod, looking at him from the tops of her eyes. “I need to get those hard-to-reach places.”
Apparently, that was all the cowboys needed to hear, because their hands came onto her body—Slater gripping her waist from the front while Jackson took hold from behind—as they moved closer to her.
The sun was out again and had already burned away the clouds. The mountain thunderstorm was a distant memory, and the air was hot and still.
“Don’t worry, honey,” Jackson whispered behind her, his lips so close that his breath was warm on Mina’s ear. “Your Uncles are here to get you good and clean.”
“My Uncles?” she whispered back. She shook her head and said, “No. My Daddies.”
This must have driven the men wild, because they both smashed into her, their hard bodies sandwiching her between them and pinning her in place. She felt the jab of their stiff cocks and cooed in delight, her eyes rolling up as a sensual quiver wracked her body.
“You know, brother, I’m willing to make a bet that this cutie has mud right between her legs,” Slater said.
“I’m willing to take a look,” Jackson said.
Behind her, Mina could feel the movement and realize that Jackson was on his knees, giving her an examination. She happily cooperated, spreading her feet a little further apart.
“I best get to washing,” he said.
“You starting with your tongue or the sponge?” Slater wondered aloud.
“Ha! You know exactly what I have in mind. But I reckon I’ll get going with the sponge. If I get mud on my tongue she’s liable to not kiss me. And we can’t have that.”
“No, we can’t,” Slater agreed. “In fact, I think I’ll take one of those kisses right now.”
Mina’s heart sped up as he pressed his lips to hers. It was a long, hungry kiss that left her completely breathless once he finally pulled away. She’d barely recovered when she had to reach out and put her hands on his strong chest to steady herself as a new wave of sensations spread over her.
Behind her, Jackson was massaging her bottom, as if to prepare her for what was to come.
“This water might be cold, honey,” he said. “But Daddy has to get you good and clean.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, still unable to fully believe that she was calling him that.
She couldn’t even believe this was happening. Nothing like this—being smushed between two gorgeous men and getting to call them Daddy—had ever happened to her before.
Something told her this wasn’t a fluke. Her soul just knew; this was her life from now on.
“Brace her,” Jackson commanded. “There might be some shivering.”
Mina tensed but upon the wet sponge sliding over the swath between her legs, she realized the water wasn’t cold, even though it was coming directly out of the hose Jackson had turned on.
The day was hot, which wasn’t uncommon for May in these parts, and even the brief thunderstorm hadn’t cooled things down. If anything, it was just muggy now.
She shifted on her feet and let her head fall back, her eyes closing as the sensation of being bathed swept over her.
“You got her clean yet?” Slater asked.
“Clean enough to eat,” Jackson replied.
“Mmm. You read my mind,” Slater said with a chuckle.
“I did the work. I get to taste her first,” Jackson told him.
Wetness seeped from between Mina’s legs. Her chest rose and fell in shallow breaths. Her hands began to tremble with excited anticipation.
But an idea struck her.
Perhaps this was a good time to see just how close the two men really were. Or to encourage them to get even closer. Something told her that perhaps they’d never really explored just what lay between them.
Why not now?
She opened her eyes and said, “But first…”
The men both laughed.
“She’s cooking something up,” Jackson said.
She felt him stand behind her and a moment later, he stepped around where she could see him along with Slater.
Mina eyed them devilishly. “You cleaned me. Now clean him.” She pointed to Slater.
“Well, would you listen to that,” Jackson said. “The Little is giving her Daddies orders.”
“The nerve,” Slater said with a knowing grin.
“But you know,” Jackson went on, “I do like spoiling her.”
“Me, too,” Slater agreed.
“And we always said if we had a little cutie of our own we’d do whatever she wanted.”
“Her wish would be our command,” Slater added with a nod.
“With that in mind,” Jackson said, grabbing the hose and sponge, “I reckon I ought to clean you up, brother.”
Wetness flowed from Mina, and she imagined it wasn’t too far off from how much water was pouring out of that hose. At least in her imagination. While that might be an exaggeration, she could feel her inner thighs growing slick with arousal.
“You just hold still and let me take care of you,” Jackson said, falling to his knees in the grass before Slater. “I’ll have you good and clean in no time.”
He brought the hose to Slater’s member and doused it with water.
The other man closed his eyes and moaned.
Mina sighed heavily as she continued to stare unblinkingly at the scene before her.
Jackson dipped the sponge into the soapy water of the bucket and then delicately and lovingly applied it to his friend’s pulsating member. When he lifted it, exposing Slater’s full, ripe testicles while he cleaned the underside, Mina nearly lost it.
She couldn’t hold out any longer. Her hand dipped to her womanhood, and she traced her slit before stopping at her clit and applying pressure.
Slater moaned. Mina could tell his stomach muscles were clenched tightly, as if he was trying to stave off a climax.
Jackson finished cleaning him and released his hold, allowing the long, veiny spear to hang low once more. It was swelling, though, and Mina nearly ran to him and attached her mouth to it.
She wanted to see more first, though.
“Now you clean him ,” she said, pointing to Slater and then to Jackson.
“There’s something cute about her giving us orders,” Slater said. “But I’m happy to oblige her.”
Now, he sank to his knees as Jackson stood, and the show was repeated only in reverse. Jackson’s rod was thicker than Slater’s, but nearly just as long. And as Slater went over every veiny ridge, Mina continued to massage her pearl while keeping her eyes glued to the men.
Slater washed Jackson’s whole body, scrubbing his abs, chest, and then turning him around to get his back and ass.
Once he was done, they traded places again, Jackson scrubbing Slater down with a good lather, cleaning him from head to toe.
“Your turn,” Jackson said, eyeing Mina. “We got that cute booty and pussy, but we need to take care of the rest.”
She stopped touching herself but remained on the verge of climax as the Daddies both took part in lathering her naked body and working sponges up and down, scrubbing her good and then rinsing her with the hose.
“How’s that, honey?” Jackson asked once they were all good and clean.
“Perfect,” she said. “But do you still want to taste me, Daddy?”
“Honey, I’m going to feast on you,” he said. He snapped his finger and pointed to a spot on the soft grass. “You get on your back, little darlin’. Right now. Daddy can’t wait any longer.”
Mina was happy to obey, but as she was getting into position, Jackson changed his mind. “Wait. I’ve got an idea.” He turned to Slater. “You lay on your back.”
“You giving me orders now?” Slater asked with a knowing grin.
“I always give you orders. And you like it. Now do as you’re told.”
Slater didn’t argue. Mina watched as he did just as Slater had instructed and got on his back.
“Now, you, little girl, straddle his face. Let him taste you first.” He grinned. “Don’t worry. I’ll get my fill. Just do as I say. Face this way.” He was indicating the direction of Slater’s feet.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said.
Her heart was beating so swiftly that it felt as if it might thump right out of her chest as she put her knees in the grass on either side of Slater’s face and slowly lowered her pussy to his lips.
“Fuck, Daddy!” she cried as his lips bumped hers. “Oh, shit!”
She looked up to see Jackson watching with an approving smile.
“Now, while he tastes you, I’m going to give him a little something…”
Mina moaned loudly, as much from what she was seeing as the overwhelming sensations of Slater’s tongue parting her slit.
Jackson was on his knees now, between Slater’s legs, bringing his mouth toward the awaiting, surging cock.
She heard Slater grunt as Jackson’s lips made contact with the thick, flaring head of his cock.
“Oh… Daddies. Shit… Daddies,” she moaned as she watched pre-cum roll off Slater’s pole and onto Jackson’s awaiting tongue.
How far would this go? Where would it end?
Things didn't seem to be slowing down anytime soon. She watched in glorious ecstasy, still just as aroused by what she saw as what she felt, while Jackson covered Slater's shaft in tender kisses. Just then, Slater's tongue slid deeper into her silky tunnel, piercing her deep. Euphoria exploded in her core. She moaned loudly and fluttered her legs like butterfly wings as a climaxed gripped her. A moment later, Jackson was wrapping his mouth around the entire length of Slater. The cowboy beneath her continued licking and kissing, making the most delicious noises while Mina looked up and watched his dick disappear down Jackson’s throat.
Shit! Was this seriously happening?
She gushed on Slater’s face as he continued lapping at her with an intense hunger. That first orgasm rolled into a second, and she kept her eyes trained hard on Jackson as he bobbed his head, practically worshipping the cock that stretched his lips to max.
“Fuck! I’m coming!” Slater growled.
It was hard to hear over Mina’s own screams and pleas, but she got the message when she felt Slater’s shake violently beneath her. A second later, Jackson coughed and gurgled as cum shot out the side of his mouth. He regained control and kept bobbing his head, riding the bucking cock as Slater thrusted his hips upward.
Jackson seemed eager to collect as much of his friend’s seed as he could. A moment later, Mina realized why.
He pulled off the cock, stood, and wagged a finger at her, motioning her to join him.
She dismounted off Slater’s face and went to her other Daddy.
The kiss was long and powerful, and it filled her mouth with warm, sticky cum. She swallowed it as if she were a woman dying of thirst in the desert, discovering a lifegiving spring of cool, sweet water.
Jackson got on his knees, snapped his finger, and pointed.
Mina knew what he was indicating. She got on her hands and knees, facing the other direction toward, looking at Slater, and backing her ass up to where Jackson awaited.
“Ooh!” she cried as Jackson grabbed her hips and pulled her pussy to his dick.
He rammed into her hard, sinking his shaft balls-deep, and instantly started thrusting.
She kept watching Slater and saw that he had a look of intense hunger in his eyes. Somehow, his cock was swelling again and he pumped it furiously to get it rock-hard.
“I need more,” he moaned, crawling forward.
Mina was shocked when he got on his knees, held her head, and crammed his rod into her mouth while Jackson continued to pound her relentlessly from behind.
She was even more shocked when she realized why Slater was leaning forward.
The men were kissing.
Oh. Fuck.
That was all she needed to arrive at a jolting climax once again. She tried to go limp but Jackson held her hips tightly as he continued to bury his steel deep in her womb. With one strong man in front, using her throat, and the other behind, wrecking her pussy, she came hard just as both exploded.
Somehow, Slater had more seed to give, and the taste of him once again filled her mouth just as it had when Jackson had kissed her.
But her pussy was sticky and warm now, too, as Jackson blasted it with a torrent that completely coated her insides.
It was nearly overwhelming, and for a moment, she thought she might actually pass out. The world was still spinning when the three collapsed in a heap back onto the soft grass, their arms entangled in a loving embrace.
Mina still couldn’t fully comprehend what had happened.
But she knew life would never be the same again.