Chapter Twelve
Maisey
The apartment is welcoming and warm when we arrive back, and after shucking off my coat, I go to the shower and flick it on.
Steam fills the room and I strip naked. My fingers and toes are numb and after tying up my hair I step into the hot stream of water.
“Ahh...” I’m glad the adventure of the night is over and I close my eyes and sigh. When I open them again, two big men surround me.
Water runs in rivers down their strong wide torsos, dipping into all the beautiful curves and bulges of their flesh. Their hair is flattened to their heads and bodies and I can’t help but reach out and touch their chests.
“We thought you might like company,” Elias says.
“Always.” I kiss him and then turn to Branson and place a kiss on his soft lips.
And then Elias is there too, kissing me, kissing Branson. It’s a luxurious three-way kiss, a medley of tongues and lips and needy breathing. Water flows onto us, trickling over my eyelids and off my nose and chin. Some water joins the kiss.
Have I ever felt so complete? So content with my place in the world? I don’t think so.
I trace my hand down each man’s solid abdomen, then finger through Elias’s wiry pubic hair with my left hand and Branson’s silken patch of pubes with my right. Their cocks are at full mast and I grip each one and squeeze as I rub root to tip.
“Ah, fuck,” Elias groans. “Yes, that.”
Branson looks down at where I hold him and Elias. “Fuck, that’s so sexy to see you working us both.”
“I want you both.”
“As we want you,” Elias says gruffly, “but do that a bit more first.”
I smile and jerk them both off in synchrony. Each cock is thick and solid, though Elias’s glans is distinctly more flared with small ridges around it.
“I could get used to this,” Branson says. “Woman, you are incredible.”
“It’s nice to be appreciated.” I run my fingers over their slits and then twist as I rub down their shafts.
“Ah, fuck...” Elias grabs my wrist. “Let’s not finish too soon.”
Branson chuckles and also steps from my touch. “This now.” He reaches for my shower gel and fills his palm.
Within seconds we are all covered in lavender-scented suds. Branson works them into my breasts from the front, and Elias seems to suddenly be concerned that my ass cheeks need a good soaping.
I give myself up to their worshipping and enjoy the building of my arousal. My nipples are hard and there’s a dampness between my legs that has nothing to do with the shower water. I moan softly and lean into Branson’s touch.
“We both want you,” Elias whispers from behind before nibbling my ear. “Can you handle us both at the same time?”
“Yes.”
“And for Branson, it’s his first time with a woman, you’ll help me guide him?”
I cup Branson’s chin and look into his eyes. “It will be my honor.”
He kisses me and tugs me fully under the water to wash the suds away. “I don’t want to wait any longer,” he says onto my lips. “All these years and now I’m impatient for it, to be inside you, to feel part of you.”
“Then let’s take this to the bedroom.” I slip from his embrace, step out and wrap myself in a towel. I get the worst of the drips from my hair and body and then walk to the bedroom.
They are close behind, each scrubbing a towel roughly over themselves before tossing it aside.
“Hands and knees,” Elias taps the bed. “Doggy style, you’re with a wolf now. That’s how I want you.”
I bite on my bottom lip and hold in a smile as I crawl onto the bed. My ass is exposed to them and I feel someone’s fingers stroking through my damp pussy lips. It’s Elias, because Branson is now on his knees in front of me, holding out his cock.
I salivate as I study the domed head and open my mouth, inviting him in. He’s there, his cock so wide it makes my jaw ache as he slides in.
“Ah, fuck,” he moans, his hand tangling in my hair. “Your sweet little mouth.” His voice is strained and deep. “Oh, yeah, like that.”
I work him with my tongue and bob forward and back on his cock. Elias is busy with his fingers, stroking and probing and then pushing into my pussy. I moan around Branson’s cock. The filling is what I need.
“Damn it, I want to fuck you while you suck him off,” Elias says.
“So do it,” Branson says. “I can see every expression on your face from here. It will be awesome.”
“But once I’m in, I’ll have to come and...”
“And we’ve got all night,” Branson says, cupping my chin and swinging his hips. He’s taken over the rhythm and is fucking my mouth with steady thrusts.
My belly tightens when I feel Elias’s big cock at my entrance.
“Get ready for it,” Branson says. “He’s going in.”
I kind of nod but it’s hard with a mouthful of big cock.
And then Elias is filling me. One long dense ride that takes him to full depth. He’s there. Stuck there, and my pussy flutters around him.
“Ah, yeah.” He grips my hips. “Seeing you fucking her mouth like that, enjoying it so much ... I won’t last long.”
Branson grunts and pre-cum laces my tongue. “And seeing you drive into her like that ... fuck, it’s hot.”
“You’re doing so well, Maisey,” Elias says, gripping my hips. “Fuck, you’re so good, so hot and tight in here.” He shunts into me, pushing me onto Branson. “Hell, yeah...”
I feel consumed by them. Owned by them. It’s off-the-scale sexy to be part of a threesome, and my G-spot responds by quivering with longing.
“Ah, good girl, like that.” Elias must have sensed the spark of my orgasm and he keeps up his intense little movements. The friction is out of this world and soon I am gasping for breath around Branson’s cock as the pressure threatens to overflow.
“Come,” Branson says and then pulls out and clasps his cock. “Come for us, Maisey.”
I gasp for breath and stare at the big shiny domed head of his erection. I am coming. It’s fast and wild and my heart clatters as my body shakes.
Elias’s thick knotted cock is incredible and he gets the motion just right to stimulate me inside in a way I never would have thought possible.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I cry. “Oh, God, I’m coming now ... so hard. It’s so hard.”
“Perfect, perfect.” Branson locks his fingers into my hair and that tug on my hair roots tips me over the edge.
The pleasure goes from my pussy, to my belly, up through my chest and over my scalp. I cry out and shake as my pussy contracts around Elias’s cock.
“I’m not holding back. I can’t.” Elias grunts and then he is coming inside me. So high and hot and thick. His body slaps into my ass and he drags me onto him so he’s even deeper.
I wail in delight and close my eyes. Bright lights flash. I’m hot and cold and my skin tingles all over.
“Keep coming.” Elias releases my right hip and his hand slaps down on my ass, the way he did Branson’s. “Keep on coming.”
I groan as the heat of the strike goes straight to my pussy and it contracts again in response.
“Beautiful.” Branson strokes my hair. “Beautiful to see you come like that.”
I begin to slide down from my high. Elias slows and stops.
“Are you still knotted?” Branson asks him after a minute.
“Yeah, I reckon.” He tips over me and kisses my nape. “I can hardly control myself inside you. It’s so good.”
“I know...” I’m still breathless. “Good for ... me too.”
“I want it. I want to feel that.” Branson grips his cock. He’s rock solid. “Once you’re out, Elias, I want to sink into her while she’s full of your cum. Wet, sopping with it, so I’m in her and wrapped in your essence.”
“Yeah, do it.” Elias very gently lifts up and then pulls his cock out. “That’ll be hot.”
I whimper at the loss. I love having him inside me.
“Don’t worry, you’re going to come again,” Elias says, locking his arms around my body and pulling my shoulders to his chest. “And it’s going to be so good.” He kisses my neck then, “Lie down, Branson. On your back.”
“On my back?” He appears confused.
“Yeah, do as you’re told. Now.”
Branson’s eyes flash, he loves a bit of dominance in the bedroom. “Yes, Daddy. Of course, Daddy.”
Elias is hot and strong behind me, and I watch as Branson stretches out his beautiful body, slick with perspiration and his cock rising up dead straight.
“Now straddle him,” Elias says, moving with me. “You’re going to sit on his cock.”
He practically lifts me over Branson, so my knees are folded either side of his hips.
“Maisey,” Branson breathes, gripping his cock with one hand and my right thigh with the other. “Seeing you like this ... I want ... I need...”
“Hot wet pussy around your greedy cock, right?” I say.
He nods, a fast little movement, and licks his lips. “More than anything.”
Elias is still behind me, holding me tight as my pussy hovers over Branson’s cock.
“Now you’re going to sit on him, but slowly, so slowly, I want him to savor every millimeter of you this first time,” Elias says.
I grip Elias’s arm that’s clamped over my breasts. “Yes.” My pussy trembles, a drip of Elias’s cum seeps to my thigh.
“To start with,” Elias whispers by my ear. “Kiss the tip of his cock with your pussy lips.”
My belly clenches in excitement and I do just that, staring at Branson’s handsome face while I do it. He’s watching the action, fixated on my pussy as I touch it to his cock.
“Oh, yeah...” he moans when my wet heat coats him. “More.”
“Say please,” Elias says.
“Please ... oh, fuck, please, both of you ... I need.”
Elias chuckles, he clearly enjoys teasing. “Beg.”
“I’m begging,” Branson gasps. “Fuck, I beg you, fuck me. I need pussy, Maisey, I need your pussy. I’m begging for it.”
“Never thought I’d hear you beg for pussy but it’s hot,” Elias says. “Okay, Maisey, sit on him, take his glorious black cock into your body.”
I’m trembling with longing and tense too. I’m glad of Elias’s support as I lower onto Branson’s cock.
He hisses in a breath and releases his shaft so I can slowly take him deep. He’s thick and solid. I hold my breath, my lungs full, and keep going.
“How does it feel?” Elias asks. “Tell me, Branson.”
“So tight, dripping, so fucking amazing.” Branson is trembling. His hands are in tight fists. “I don’t know how long I’ll last.”