Chapter 7
William
Sassy’s mouth wrapped around my cock was the second-best thing I’d ever felt, right after her pussy on my cock. She’d been a little hesitant at first, but once Clive started touching her, she’d stopped thinking about what she was doing, and I was reaping the benefits.
It was as though she was taking out her own arousal on me, the sensations Clive was creating in her transferred directly to me as she licked and sucked, her mouth sliding further down my shaft, the more Clive’s fingers teased her.
Her tongue fluttered against the underside of my cock, and I groaned, winding her long, dark hair about my fist, using it to help anchor myself while keeping it out of her way.
I liked being able to see her face while she bobbed her head up and down on my cock—the way her eyelashes fluttered, the flush growing on her cheeks, and the way her plush lips stretched around my glistening shaft.
The vibrations of her hums and moans went straight through me and up my spine, adding to my pleasure.
She was a damn natural at this.
Clive climbed onto the bed behind her, his gaze fixed on her upturned ass.
I held her hair a little more tightly, reaching beneath her with my other hand to fondle one of her plump breasts.
She mewled, the suction on my cock increasing, and I pinched her nipple in response.
My hips thrust, pushing me a little deeper into her mouth, and I felt her gag slightly.
Her hand tightened around the base of my cock.
“Yes, just like that,” I said, panting for breath. Squeezing her breast, I did my best to lie still as Clive lined himself up with her pussy from behind.
I could tell the moment he began to slide into her, because she sucked even harder, her fingers moving with her lips, her whimpering moans muffled by my cock.
Tightly gripping the reins of my growing need, I laid back against the pillows, determined to keep my climax at bay, so I could enjoy this for as long as possible.
Watching Clive grip Sassy’s hips and thrust forward, pure pleasure filling his expression while Sassy cried out around my cock, I couldn’t be sure it was going to be very long at all.
Sassy
One man in front of me, one man behind me, both of them filling me at the same time… this was something with which I had no experience. Just like I had no experience with the rush of emotion that flowed through me as I was impaled by both of my husbands.
My desire to please had always been part of knowing my income depended on it, not from anything within myself. But I wanted to please them, with no ulterior motive—nothing but a deep desire to see their gratification and know I was its cause.
William’s hand on my breast caressed, while Clive’s fingers dug into my hips, holding me in place. He thrust, and I cried out, rocking forward, William’s cock sliding deeper between my lips. My throat worked, swallowing him as my fingers fell away.
I was lost in a haze of lust and pleasure, my hands braced on either side of William’s hips as I was pushed back and forth between them.
Clive kept a tight grip on my hips, thrusting harder and faster, and I tightened around him as my pleasure grew.
I could no longer focus on what I was doing to Will, but it hardly mattered.
I could tell from his hard grip on my hair, the way his hips thrust upward, using my mouth, he was enjoying himself. I breathed in as much as I could between strokes, the lack of air beginning to make me dizzy, which somehow added to my growing ecstasy.
I shuddered between them, letting myself revel in the sensations running through my body.
Just like the night before, I could feel something inside of me coiling and winding tighter and tighter.
The needy ache between my thighs was approaching a pinnacle, and my body yearned for it, reached for it.
I craved the bliss I’d found with them the night before.
“Oh, hell…” Clive’s fingers tightened on my hips, and his thrusts slowed as if he was trying to hold back and take his time. I wriggled in protest. I wanted more—harder, faster. I needed it.
Instead, his hand moved, sliding over my bottom, and I tensed when I felt him touch the little hole between my cheeks again.
Did he mean to have me there? Fear flickered through my passion.
I had never had a man take me there without pain, but…
if there were any men who were worth enduring it for, it was Clive and William.
His hand disappeared for a moment, then returned, his slicked thumb circling over the rim of my tight entrance, surprising me with a sizzle of pleasure.
Then he pressed, and I whined around William’s cock, wriggling and squirming between them.
My muscles clenched down, making it more difficult for him to gain entrance, but the slow pressure did the trick.
Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt.
There was a slight burn as his thumb entered, stretching me open, but little more than a sting.
In fact, it almost felt good. His thumb pressed deeper as his cock thrust slowly in and out of me, and I squirmed and clenched around him.
I felt so very full, almost too full, but it made me hotter… wetter…
These men were completely upending everything I’d learned at Mrs. Burk’s.
“Good girl,” William crooned, clearly aware of what Clive was doing. “Doesn’t that feel good?”
I moaned around his cock in answer, unable to do anything else. With his thumb buried between my cheeks, Clive was moving again, thrusting harder and faster, while William’s cock thrust between my lips.
“We’re both going to have you one day,” William whispered, his words weaving a perverse spell. “One of us beneath you in your sweet pussy, one of us behind you, taking your ass, making you so full and hot, you’ll barely be able to breathe.”
I could barely breathe now, my eyes glazing over as the image he described filled my head.
It was utterly erotically wicked. Even my fear of the pain I remembered from other men buggering me didn’t put me off.
It wove through my arousal, William and Clive’s hands and bodies driving away the memories, giving me new fantasies in their place.
“I think she likes that idea,” Clive said with a chuckle, his thumb moving inside me, rubbing his cock through the thin lining between my holes.
I should have been afraid, but I wasn’t. I trusted them not to hurt me.
What they were doing to me felt good. Clive’s thumb and cock felt good. Perhaps having one of them in each channel would feel good as well. Nestled between them, the way William described, certainly would.
Leaning forward, Clive rode me in earnest, and I cried out with growing rapture, filling my mouth with William’s cock as my passion soared. I was so full of them, in every orifice possible, my ecstasy could no longer be contained.
Quivering, shuddering, I lost myself in the hot bliss of climax, buffeted between them as wave after wave of rapture washed over me. I could feel Clive’s cock thrusting deep and pulsing inside me only moments before William’s grip tightened on my hair, and he emptied himself down my throat.
I was so wonderfully, obscenely full of them… my husbands. Euphoria moved through me, and I gave myself to it completely.
Clive
We’d worn our Sassy out again, although she did manage to give both of us a sleepy goodnight kiss before she fell asleep.
Although William and I were tired, neither of us was ready to lie down yet, and there were dishes to be done. Normally, we’d let Sassy tend to them, but as we were the ones who had worn her out… Besides, dishes were no hardship.
“I think we’re going to need to talk to John about getting her a plug as soon as possible,” William said, sounding amused as he shut the bedroom door behind him. Like me, he hadn’t bothered putting on a shirt, although we’d both pulled our pants on.
Yes, we were. I chuckled. John made handcrafted plugs to help train a woman’s bottom to be ready for her husbands.
Sassy had frozen up when I’d first touched her tiny hole, but she’d relaxed once she realized I wasn’t hurting her.
I was a bit surprised, though. I’d expected more of a fight since it was such a private area.
“Definitely,” I agreed, collecting the dishes from the table while William got the water and soap. “Although you seemed to enjoy her mouth just fine.”
“That I did.” William grinned. “She’s a natural, I tell you. Sweet as honey and twice as fine. We’re lucky as hell.”
That we were, although something niggled at me about what he said. I couldn’t put my finger on what was bothering me, so I pushed it away for now.
“We should talk to Sheriff Smith, too,” I said. “Just in case Lord Carmichael comes looking for her.” My lip curled up in a sneer at his name.
William nodded, his expression turning dark and fierce with an expression I’d never seen before. Then again, we’d never had a wife to protect. We had a ranch to protect, but that was hardly the same thing, and there was no human threat to our land or cattle.
“If he does, he can turn right around, or he won’t be leaving at all,” William said, his voice hard and uncompromising. He almost sounded like me. After a pause, he spoke again, his voice softer. “I’d rather he not show at all, though. I think it would upset Sassy.”
“That would be for the best.” Normally, I’d be one for facing a threat and dealing with it, but in this, Sassy’s feelings would come first. “We should probably question Sassy once she’s more comfortable.”
Truthfully, I wanted to question her immediately, but her reluctance to talk about her past was fairly clear. Hopefully, William was right, and she’d eventually answer our questions without hesitation. She was so giving with her body, but she held back with her thoughts.
I wanted both and knew William felt the same.
Lost in our own thoughts, we got the kitchen cleaned up and returned to the bedroom, stripping before climbing in on either side of her.
Her soft, warm skin brushed against mine, and my cock immediately twitched with interest, but I ignored it.
Securing our wife between us, William and I quickly fell asleep.