Start Me Up by #4
Mason played a while longer with her breasts, still seated deep inside of her, then he whispered, “Liberty.” Her eyes opened only into drowsy slits. “What if I told you I wanted Sean to suck on your pretty nipples?”
She moaned.
“Would you do that for me? I know you’ll enjoy it. Sean has such a nice mouth, don’t you think?”
Liberty arched, her cunt sliding down further over Mason’s slick cock as he held her to him. “Is that a yes?”
“Yes, Mason.”
Mason looked back to him and raised an eyebrow as if to ask what Sean thought about that. Sean shook his head. He couldn’t. Liberty was Mason’s wife! He’d already been tempted by her beauty once. He couldn’t allow himself to do this. But oh, he wanted to.
His cock throbbed, and he touched himself again through his briefs. Mason’s eyes zeroed in on the movement, and Sean watched as he thrust one long stroke deep into Liberty’s pussy. She cried out and writhed in his arms.
Sean was frozen in place. This was wrong.
“Come here, Sean.”
The command in Mason’s voice both excited and irritated him.
He was weak when Mason used such a tone with him, and yet control had been something they each battled for in their relationship.
Two alpha males, each struggling to be on top.
Sean usually wound up being in control, requiring Mason’s complete trust and surrender.
Trust he had forsaken the minute he walked away from their relationship. He took a step forward and halted.
Mason pacified his whimpering wife, who was teetering on what was sure to be an explosive orgasm, by ramming his cock into her a few times as he waited for Sean.
Mase’s uncivilized grunt that followed each thrust enlightened him to just how sweet Libby’s tight pussy was.
Mase cupped and plumped her breasts as if offering them to his friend.
“Tell Sean what I want. What you want to give me, Liberty.”
Her head slowly tilted forward from where she’d been lolling on his shoulder. Lustful blue eyes stared into his. “Help me, please, my husband, Sean. Please come touch my breasts.”
She asked so prettily he found himself moving forward.
Mase smiled slowly at his progress. His hands coasted over her breasts and up the length of her arms, unlatching them from around his neck as he held them out to the side.
She looked like a pagan sacrifice upon a cross, and Mason was offering her to him.
Sean dropped to his knees. He could smell the scent of her arousal dripping down Mason’s cock and heavy sac.
God, he wanted to lick it up, but he was only invited to play with these pretty tits.
His fingers were actually shaking as his hand slowly reached for her.
A breath away from her heated flesh, he paused.
He looked into Mason’s gaze and the other man grinned.
“Touch her, Sean. Help me pleasure her. I want to make her come, but not yet. First I want her begging for it.”
Sean pushed out a shaky breath and tried to slow his heartbeat. He stretched forward and slowly ran the tips of his fingers over the soft curve of Liberty’s breast. She sighed, and Sean reveled in giving her what she needed.
His thumb traveled down the upturned slope of her breast and pinched hard over that small, cherry tip. Liberty hissed in a breath through her teeth and looked at him in question.
“Sean isn’t as gentle as I am, Liberty. Do you still want him to touch you?”
He waited. He wasn’t a gentle lover, thus his preference for male companionship. Well, one male in particular. He’d done a lot of experimenting in his younger days and traveled through different scenes, only to surrender to the idea that he would likely always be a loner.
“What do you want, Mason? If it pleases you, it pleases me.”
“I want Sean to suck those pretty tits.”
Sean waited as Liberty looked up at him, so God damn beautiful he wanted to take her and run away with her. “Please suck my breasts, Sean.” Je-sus-Christ. There was no refusing a request like that.
His weight rested on his knees as he leaned in and inhaled the soft, clean scent of her skin. His tongue extended and flicked over one nipple. Liberty gasped and arched, begging for more.
Mason pulled her arms tighter to her side, which caused her chest to expand toward his mouth. “Sean’s in charge of your pleasure, Liberty. Only me and Sean.”
Sean looked up at Mason, and he nodded. That was all the permission he needed.
His large palm went around Liberty’s slender waist and flattened against her back, bringing her front to his mouth.
The heat of Mason’s chest scorched the back of his hand, and familiar smells of long ago clouded his mind.
He pulled the tip of Liberty’s breast into his mouth and sucked the bud hard between his lips, adding the slight pressure of his teeth.
She cried out, and her body moved as Mason pumped inside of her, twice, hard. “Prettiest, pert nipples you’ve ever seen, aren’t they, Sean?”
He groaned his admiration. “They sure are. So tight and pink. Makes me want to stretch her breasts tight around my cock and fuck her tits.”
He sucked the other nipple into his mouth and sat back to admire the two wet tips. They were slightly redder than they’d been. Mason released her arms, and they fell to her sides. His hand fed through the space over her hip and traveled down to the delta of her pussy.
“And here, Sean, look here. See how she keeps herself so smooth and pretty for me.”
Sean grunted in agreement. “Very beautiful.”
“Liberty, how would you feel about Sean licking that sweet clit of yours while I fuck your pussy nice, slow, and deep?” She began to pant and moan. “I think that’s a yes. What do you think, Sean?”
“Let’s see.” Sean took the tip of his finger and swirled it over her breasts and down her narrow torso.
She was so soft and delicate, hanging by a thread on the verge of complete ecstasy.
His finger eased over her smooth mound, and he noticed the tiny tip of her clit peeking past her flesh stretched taut over Mason’s wide cock. God, he wanted them both.
His finger pressed over her clit as if he was flicking a switch, and she jerked in Mason’s hold.
“Can you take it, Liberty? If it’s too much, we’ll stop,” Mason whispered. She breathed hard, and Sean flicked and toyed with her clit again. “Tell me, Liberty. Should we stop?”
“No!” she answered almost frantically.
“Do you want to feel Sean’s mouth on you there?”
“Yes, please.”
“Then ask him nicely.”
Sean saw the battle she faced to simply open her eyes and form words. When she looked at him, breath slipped past her pouty, full lips, earning a trickle of come from his cock.
The tip of her pink tongue licked over the full curve of her lower lip, and she swallowed. “Sean, will you please lick my pussy?”
“Gladly.”
He dove to the floor and fastened his mouth around that little bud, and she screamed. He gripped her delicate hips, then slid his palms back to hold Mase’s tight ass as he slowly thrust his cock deep inside of her. Liberty cried as Sean licked her clit and Mason fucked her tight cunt.
Unable to help himself, he extended his tongue and licked a firm line from the top of Mason’s sac, up the wide base of his cock, and planted his tongue deep under Liberty’s hood just over her clit.
Mason jerked and groaned in pleasure as Liberty convulsed and thrashed as the beginnings of an intense orgasm took hold of her reflexes.
“Hold her, Mase.”
Mason wrapped his arms around his wife and clutched her tightly to him.
His broad fingers plucked and pinched her nipples as Sean made a feast out of her pussy and Mason’s cock.
His hands traveled over Mase’s firm ass and gripped him hard.
The three of them became a trifecta of frenzied need and lust.
He pulled her bud deep between his lips.
Her heartbeat pulsed through her flesh, pattering rapidly on his tongue.
She shouted obscenities and half-words, insisting he and Mase never stop.
Her hands suddenly knotted in Sean’s hair and gripped him hard, the pinch of pain practically making him come in his shorts.
Sean’s fingers found the cleft of Mason’s ass and separated his flesh while he ate at Libby’s pussy. He found the tight knot of his ass and applied mild pressure.
“Fuck!” Mason shouted and rode his wife hard. She shook and screamed as her orgasm peaked and she bathed Sean’s tongue in her sweet honey.
“Take her,” Mase grunted, and Sean sat up, gathering Libby in his arms. God, she felt perfect there.
He moved his legs out from under him and eased himself onto his back, pulling Libby with him. Mason fell on top of them, and Sean held her in his arms as Mason fucked her hard. The slap of his balls against Sean’s cock covered only by his briefs, threw him into overdrive.
He began to thrust his hips upward, below the two of them, his sheltered dick pressing into Liberty’s soft stomach. Her face pressed into his shoulder as Sean’s eyes stared intently into the gaze of a lover he had once known by heart.
His hand reached around to Mason’s ass again, and he grabbed a handful of firm flesh. His fingers dug in, and Mase shouted as he filled Liberty with his release.
The three of them cried out as if they were all experiencing Mase’s orgasm. Mase collapsed on top of them, but quickly rolled to the side, pulling Liberty with him.
Reality hit Sean’s conscience with a sobering slap. What the fuck had he just done? He breathed hard, as did Mase and Liberty, but no one uttered a word.
The weight in his chest only mildly eased as Mason gathered his wife in his arms and kissed her tenderly, praising her. She clung to him as she caught her breath.