Story 23 #3
She noticed that they kept talking to one another in voices that were too low for her to hear. She assumed that they were speaking about the car, but every now and again, they would turn to look at her, and she couldn't shake the strange feeling that they were actually talking about her.
After a while, Dan turned to her.
"I don't suppose you'd mind going in and getting us both a drink, would you?" he asked her, "There are some cans in the fridge."
“Sure,” she said.
She headed inside.
The cabin was even nicer inside than she had expected.
There were a couple of couches, a thick rug in front of the fireplace, and some other nice-looking furniture. A couple of doors led off to what she assumed were bedrooms.
She went to the fridge and got out a couple of cans, feeling the cold wetness on them.
Then, she heard a noise behind her.
She turned and saw Mike standing there.
She smiled at him, and he smiled back at her. But there was something almost predatory in his smile. She felt as though he had her right where he wanted her, and she had to admit that she liked the feeling.
“Hi,” she said.
“Thought I’d come in and see if you needed a hand,” he said, stepping in closer.
“No, no, I’m good. Found the cans.”
He stepped in even closer, and she was sure that he wasn’t talking about the cans.
They looked at one another for a moment, and suddenly she understood. And she felt her excitement grow.
He reached out without a word and took her face in his hands.
He leaned in then to kiss her.
She knew that she could have pulled back if she wanted to - but the truth was that she didn’t want to. She wanted to see just where this might lead. She wanted to see just what this big, strong man had in mind.
Her lips parted, and then his lips pushed against hers.
She felt his stubble scratching lightly at her skin.
She reached up with one hand, stroking his cheek and feeling more of his stubble scratching at the palm of her hand.
Then, her hand moved behind his head, her fingers pushing through his hair.
He pushed against her, her back to the kitchen work surface.
One of his hands slid down from her face, down to her shoulder, and then down her arm.
His fingers brushed the back of her hand, and then his hand went to her waist.
He pushed her top up ever so slightly so that his hand could move beneath it. He caressed her body there, his fingers stroking her soft skin, digging in slightly to her tight body.
He pulled back slightly and looked into her eyes.
"This is what you want?" he asked her. All that she could do was nod - but that was more than enough answer for him.
He leaned in again, kissing her again.
Her hands moved over his body, feeling how lean and strong he was. One of her hands went up beneath his T-shirt, wanting to feel more of him.
His other hand went behind her head. She thought for a moment about the grease she had seen on his hands. She thought about how his hands would now be leaving that grease on her body, and somehow that only turned her on even more. She thought about the marks as evidence of his lust for her, showing all of the places where his hands had explored her hot little body.
Suddenly, she felt both of his hands on her waist.
She felt them grip her, and then he was lifting her up. She jumped slightly to help him, and then he was sitting her down on the work surface.
She spread her legs and he was between them, his hands on her thighs now, stroking her legs and moving all the way down to her knees.
Both of her hands were beneath his T-shirt now, and she was feeling more of his body, wanting to feel all of it.
She squeezed him between her thighs as he moved in even closer.
He pulled back from the kiss and looked into her eyes, still smiling.
He stroked her face tenderly, and she turned toward his touch, her eyes closing.
He looked down at the kitchen work surface for a moment, smiled, and then looked back at her.
She wondered what he was thinking.
Then, he reached out to pick up one of the cans.
He brought it up to her face and ran it over her cheek. She tilted her head and let out a sigh, feeling the coldness of the can on her face and the moisture that it left behind.
He ran it down to her shoulder, down over the front of her body. It felt wonderful - but it was about to feel even better.
He took the can away from her skin, and then, suddenly, she felt him moving it over one of her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra - something that she was sure he had to be aware of - and as she felt the coldness move over her breast, she felt her nipple stiffen. She let out a gasp at the sensation. He smiled at her, knowing exactly what he was doing and what reaction it would have gotten from her.
She felt one of his thumbs go to the front of her top, then flicking slightly at the nipple.
She leaned forward, wanting to put her arms around him and pull him to her, wanting to take him for herself while also wanting to give herself to him completely.
But then, just as she was about to kiss him, she heard a voice.
“What’s going on here, then?”
She looked past Mike and was embarrassed to see Dan standing there, with his hands on his hips. How had she forgotten about him? Well, she supposed that she had just gotten too caught up in the fun that she was having.
Mike turned to him.
“Hope you don’t mind,” he said, “I figured I’d get things started.”
“Mind?” Dan repeated, “No, I don’t mind at all. As long as you don’t get too greedy, that is.”
“No, of course not. You know that I like to share.”
Emily let his words sink in, taking time to fully understand just what it was that he was saying.
He turned to her to see her reaction, to see if she understood, and to see just what she thought about what he was saying.
At first, she didn’t know what to think.
Then, a smile began to spread on her lips.
Her wild side had been fully awakened now. This was something that she had never considered, but now that it was being offered to her like this, she realized that it was something that she truly wanted.
Mike smiled back at her.
He stroked her face tenderly.
“Good girl,” he said, “now, why don’t you go and get to know Dan a bit better?”
He gave her a lingering kiss on the lips, and then she hopped down from her place on the work surface. Mark spanked her ass once, playfully, as she stepped away from him.
She walked over to Dan. He was smiling now, ready to have his fun with her.
She walked slowly, wanting to build his anticipation. She swayed her hips lazily, seductively. She saw him eyeing her up and down, no doubt already imagining all of the things that he wanted to do to her.
Her nipple was still stiff, feeling incredibly sensitive, and she felt it rubbing against the material of her top. This only turned her on even more.
She saw Dan look at her nipple, where it was poking through her top, and she knew that it was exciting him further.
And then she was there, right in front of him.
He stroked her face and then pulled her to him. He leaned in to kiss her, and then she moved in even closer to him, pushing their bodies together.
Now she moved her hands beneath his T-shirt, wanting to feel his body just as she had felt Mike’s. His body was bigger but just as firm, just as well-muscled, as Mike’s.
One of her hands went to his ass, squeezing it, as she felt one of his hands move up beneath the back of her top, the palm of his hand moving slowly over her skin. His other hand went to the front of her body and went beneath her top. He rested it on her stomach for several moments, one of his fingertips moving back and forth over her belly button slowly. Then, his hand moved out from beneath her top. It moved up the front of her body from the other side of her top now, and then he went to her nipple, still stiff.
His kisses moved to her throat as his thumb flicked at her nipple. She let out a slight gasp.
She felt his mouth nuzzling at her throat, and then she looked across the room to Mike. He was standing with his arms folded, a slight smile on his lips, watching his friend having some fun with Emily.
Their eyes met, and he raised his eyebrows questioningly.
She nodded, understanding just what he meant.
He unfolded his arms and walked over to her.
He bent down to her face and kissed her slowly on the lips.
Dan sensed him there and turned to him.
“All yours,” he said, as he stepped back slightly, turning Emily to Mike.
Now Mike took her in his arms, pulling her to him.
She felt as though they were just passing her between the two of them, as though she was just some toy that they were sharing, pushing from one to the other. She felt as though they were using her, making her an object. And she realized that she was loving every second of it. This was wonderful, she thought to herself, and she wanted more of it.
Mike had her in his arms now, kissing her.
She felt his hand on one of her breasts, and then it moved down her body, pushed up beneath her top, and then moved up again to grab hold of her breast properly, without her top in the way.
She felt his hand take hold of her breast, felt him squeeze it, and then his kiss seemed to grow even more intense. She kissed him back with the same intensity. She was pulling at his T-shirt, and then he took his hand away from her to pull his T-shirt up over his head.
She got a proper look at his body now, and she was even more turned on. He looked great.
She looked up into his face, and he looked past her to Dan.
“Go on, then,” Mike said, “show the lady the goods.”
She turned to Dan as he pulled his T-shirt off as well. His body looked just as amazing as Mike's did. She wanted both of them. She was ready to be used by both of them, however, they saw fit.
They both moved in closer again, and their hands were all over her.
Her hands went to them, and she felt their muscles beneath her hands.
She took turns kissing each of them, and then her mouth went to their bodies. She licked at them, hungry for them.