Chapter 17
CHAPTER 17
Serena jerked awake and tried to sit up even before her eyes fully opened. “Earthquake!”
She then screamed when her wrist, which was still connected to the headboard, pulled her arm into an awkward position behind her. Looking at her arm, she frowned at the cuff that was wrapped around the headboard instead of Noah’s wrist.
Dual panting chuckles had her opening her eyes and staring at the two naked men bent over the foot of the bed with Noah behind Ford. “No earthquake?”
“No, honey,” Ford said before he reached back and cuffed the side of Noah’s head. “I told you we’d wake her up.”
Noah didn’t answer. He appeared to be caught up in the strain of holding himself still. When he made a high-pitched whining noise, Ford shifted his body and looked over his shoulder at him.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Trying not to pound you through the mattress while you talk to Serena.” The words were spoken through a jaw clenched tight.
“Why would you want to do that?” Serena asked with a giggle. “You might give yourself a brain embolism or a hernia or something by holding back like that.”
She shifted, twisted, and rolled on the mattress until she had a better view of the foot of the bed, and the two men.
Noah blinked and swallowed hard before shrugging. “I dunno.”
“So get back to it. I’m so close I can taste it,” Ford ordered sharply, his dominant side pushing through.
“Aye aye, Captain.”
Serena watched as Noah shifted his body back a few inches. He wrapped his arms around Ford’s hips before pulling his lower body back and slamming forward. Ford arched his back then began moving in counterpoint to his life partner.
With Ford’s cooperation, Noah began to power his hips back and forth, fucking the man faster and faster. As they grew closer and closer to twin orgasms, the muscles of each man’s face pulled tighter. Their movements grew shorter and somehow even faster. By the time Noah slammed home one last time before jerking as his balls emptied, both men were grimacing, mouths open and chest heaving with the exertion.
Serena grew squirmy just watching them. Without conscious thought about what she was doing, she slipped her free hand under the covers. Pushing up the t-shirt she wore, she slipped her hand under the waistband of her panties and cupped her own pleasure center.
Sliding her index finger between her lower lips, she sucked a sharp breath as her fingertip barely brushed over her clit. After stroking it a second time, she began to rub circles over and around it, her own arousal spiraling higher and higher.
“Freeze, subbie,” Ford’s order broke through the fuzzy pink haze that always enveloped her when she masturbated.
Forcing her eyes open, she met his frown with a pout even as her finger stopped moving. “But I wanna come, too,” she whined, sounding like one of the Littles running around the Ranch, though they all knew she wasn’t.
“Remember who you are, girl, our submissive. Your orgasms belong to us. Which means that we give them to you or not. If you really want to come, strip off your panties and lift your nightshirt around your middle. Lay as far down the mattress as you can, on your back with your legs spread wide.”
With one hand shackled, it took quite a bit of wiggling, squirming, twisting, and turning to push her panties off her legs and then work the shirt she wore up her body so her lower half was bare. When she was finally in position, with her arm stretched over her head, and her legs spread as wide as she could, Serena was panting and more than ready for an orgasm.
She could see her Masters where they now rested heavily over the end of the bed, kissing like there was no tomorrow. Watching them hug and kiss was more than enough to wind her up tight. Knowing they were open to sharing with her the love they lavished on another filled her heart with love.
“Arm straight out to the side, palm down,” Noah demanded without a glance in her direction.
It took her a second to realize she had been stroking her right hand over her lower belly toward her pussy. With a long, deep sigh, she moved her arm into the dictated position. She felt like a starfish with one twisted arm.
“Such a good girl,” Noah praised as he pushed off the mattress and straightened to his full height. “Now don’t go anywhere while we clean up.”
He pulled Ford with him to the bathroom. She could see through the open doorway into the bathroom, and watched as they dealt with the condoms they each wore and then washed their cocks. Once again she could not hear their whispered conversation but was certain they were planning something. Her arm muscles were still a little sore from earlier, but the rest of her body cried out for release. An orgasm only these two men could give her.
Watching as the men stepped into the room before turning and rolling a condom down the other’s cock had her licking her lips in anticipation. She had to take a deep breath and release it slowly to keep from begging as they approached the bed once again.
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Ford stepped into the bedroom and his cock, which had softened a bit after coming, immediately began to stiffen again at the sight on the bed. Having Noah glove him up while he did the same had the blood rushing to his groin. Turning to the bed to see Serena press her hips up from the mattress as if fucking air, had it turning once more to steel.
Never had he had such a fast recovery time, not even in high school when all he could think about were the pretty cheerleaders and what they might wear under their uniforms.
“God, you are so beautiful,” he said as he approached the foot of the bed.
Should he tease her a bit, or just crawl over her, slam his cock home, and fuck her hard and fast? Noah’s arm brushed his, reminding him they had a long game plan to seduce Serena into joining them in lifelong throupledom happiness using whatever means at their disposal.
Right now, that was giving her the orgasm she needed, wanted, and deserved.
“Look at that beautiful woman,” he said, glancing at Noah who seemed just as enthralled at the sight as he was.
“Beautiful.”
“And all ours.”
“Yep,” Noah answered, then paused for a few seconds before he said, “Pussy or tits?”
“I want to taste that beautiful pussy and then I want to fuck her mouth.”
Ford stared hard at the apex of Serena’s legs, where her pussy and upper thighs glistened with her arousal. He wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and gave it one long, slow stroke before stepping up to the foot of the bed.
Noah nodded his agreement as he moved to the side of the bed where her arm stretched over her head, giving him free access to her breasts. As if they were controlled by the same head, they moved as one, crawling onto the bed at the same time. Ford settled between her widespread legs while Noah lay beside her, his head level with her chest.
Ford settled on the mattress between her legs and just looked at her pretty, pretty pussy. Taking a deep breath, he smiled as the scent of her arousal filled his lungs. Unable to wait any longer for a taste, he dropped his head and licked from her wide-open pussy to the top of her slit.
“Mmmm, delicious,” he murmured, lifting his head.
When her hips rose with him, he shifted one arm to rest over her pelvis just above her mound, pressing her body back down into the mattress. Gazing up her body, he met her beautiful chocolate-brown eyes that begged for release and shook his head.
“Not until I say, honey.”
Her long, drawn-out whine had him shifting closer. He could already tell she was near her edge. And then his view of her expression was cut off as Noah moved in and kissed her while playing with one breast and then the other.
Turning his attention back to her pussy, Ford began to lick and suck on her balled-up clit. It took less than a minute for her to cry out her release as her body bowed up from the bed. He eased up his attention before slipping two fingers into her pussy and finger fucking her as he continued lapping at the juices.
His cock twitched and jerked in need as he relentlessly drove her to a second orgasm. This time he eased her down until she lay relaxed and panting on the bed.
Lifting his head to look at Noah, who seemed as wound up as he was, Ford said, “Switch?”
“Switch,” Noah agreed, kissing their woman one last time before pushing back and crawling down the bed to take his place between her legs.
Ford crawled around and up the other side of the bed to kneel beside her head. “Honey, I need your attention. Do you want me to come down your throat or in the condom?”
Serena blinked up at him, looking dazed before shifting her gaze to his cock. She blinked again and swallowed hard before she whispered, “Throat.”
“Throat it is.”
He gritted his teeth as he rolled the condom back off his cock and tossed it to the nightstand.
Checking on Noah, he watched as the man pushed his long, thick cock into Serena with a happy sigh. Ford then moved back into position and brushed the tip of his cock back and forth across her lips. When she parted her lips and licked at the tip, he sucked a breath as electric fire shot from her touch out to the rest of his body.
He released it when she closed her lips around the head and then swirled her tongue around the sides. While he was tempted to thrust all the way to her throat, he held himself back, giving her just an inch more, and then another inch until he hit the back of her throat and she gagged.
At that point, he pulled back a bit and reached for her free hand. Wrapping it around the base of his cock, he forced himself to allow her a few moments to play. When she swallowed on him, he had to lift his head and fight the urge to thrust deep and come immediately. But she deserved more despite the orgasm that was building in his balls.
When she whined around his cock, the vibrations shredded the reins he clutched to keep from coming. He began pumping, savoring the feel of her warm, wet mouth that sucked so sweetly at him. Despite having come just minutes before, his balls were pulling up and preparing for another orgasm
“Check in,” he ground out with a look at Noah.
“I’m there.”
He looked down at Serena. “Ready?”
When she nodded and swallowed around his cock the next time, his balls began to pulse.
“Coming,” he managed to say before he roared with his release. Serena drank down his seed between cries of her own. A moment later, Noah came, his growl announcing his own orgasm.
Once Serena cleaned him up, Ford slid down and collapsed onto the mattress beside her. He watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Noah staggered to the bathroom and cleaned up a second time. He seemed a bit more stable when he returned with a cloth to clean up their woman. Then he collapsed on her other side before transferring the wrist cuff from the headboard back to his wrist.
“You okay, Noah?”
“Uh-huh. I can sleep now.”
“Great. Good night.”
“Night. Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
Ford had just enough energy to reach out and turn off the light on the nightstand before his body completely failed and sleep rolled over him like a tsunami.