Chapter Seventeen #2
Brent pulled back, yanking on my hair so my throat was bare to him.
He licked and kissed down my jaw to my neck as his thumb ran back and forth over my frantic pulse.
His lips traveled to my ear and I groaned, shaking in a blaze of dual sensations.
He sucked and nibbled on my earlobe and I jerked hard, crying out.
Cole quit teasing and pushed me farther, thrusting his finger inside and sucking firmly on my bud.
I screamed and bucked against their hold.
They showed no mercy. Instead, they pressed for more.
Brent’s hand slid under the top of my bodice and pinched my nipple, tugging gently as Cole added a second finger.
I thrashed under them and threw my hands above me to the headboard, and pushed.
My shove allowed me to grind against Cole’s mouth. Yes!
Cole grunted. “Fucking keep her still,” he demanded before pulling his fingers out and thrusting his tongue inside my channel.
I was able to push again before Brent grabbed my hands and held them with one of his own over my head while he yanked the cups of my bodice down, exposing my breasts. He bent over me, keeping pressure on my hands and taking one of my nipples inside his mouth, suckling in forceful pulls.
I whimpered and when he moved to the other breast I managed to yank a hand free. I struck quickly, running my fingers down Brent’s stomach and dipping beneath his jean line. No underwear. How fortunate. I gripped his cock quickly so he couldn’t yank back and started stroking him.
He shouted around my nipple and thrust into my palm.
Cole froze. His eyes snapped up and followed the length of my arm where it disappeared beneath Brent’s jeans. He watched, eyes wide open as Brent reached down and unbutton and unzipped his pants. He yanked them down and his cock sprang free with my hand as I continued stroking him.
“Harder, darlin’,” Brent ordered, sitting up on his knees. I gripped his velvety rock-solid length more firmly and shuddered as he thrust into my grip again and again, throwing his head back and groaning.
I exhaled, forcing my eyes away from the cock I wanted to lick and whispered to Cole, “You okay?”
Brent stopped moving, startled, and looked down at me. He appeared confused until he realized I wasn’t talking to him. His gaze turned to Cole’s. And then he stilled completely.
Cole was still staring at my hand on Brent’s cock. I reached down with my free hand and ran my fingers through his spiky hair. His eyes cleared and he snapped his head to mine. He flushed…and appeared a little guilty.
Brent raised his eyebrows at him.
Cole cleared his throat and muttered real quick-like, “I’ve never seen that before.”
I stared at him in disbelief – knowing for a fact that wasn’t true - and Brent choked on a laugh, biting his bottom lip.
Cole shook his head quickly. “That didn’t come out right.” He coughed. “I’ve had it done to me before, and sure, I’ve seen videos, but I’ve never seen a woman do that to another man in person. It…”
I studied him even as I trembled from his heated breath blowing over my swollen folds as he spoke. I think I got it. I wondered if he thought what he was feeling was wrong. It wasn’t. It was perfectly normal, but growing up as he did, he was probably confused.
I asked him softly, “Was it turning you on?”
He cheeks flushed even brighter, but he didn’t look away from me.
A pause. “That’s normal, Cole. Man up and quit being such a pussy,” Brent stated with just enough force that Cole’s flush died away to be replaced by a scowl. Brent smirked, “Just as long as you’re not staring at my cock because you like it better than what Ember’s doing to it.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Cole grumbled, a goodly amount of disgust on his face, but his attention was soon distracted as his eyes faltered to by bare breasts, gaze trapped. Disgust gone and heat resumed instantaneously.
I smiled up at Brent. He winked at me.
But, Brent’s good humor died away and he turned serious, back in charge. “Take your top off,” he stated, and reached down and removed my hand from him cock.
I stared up at him in shock and muttered the first thing that came to mind, “No.” I wasn’t a big fan of my back. They could see my “goods” just fine right now.
Brent’s and Cole’s eyes narrowed.
Brent murmured softly, “Are we going to go through this again?”
Cole didn’t wait for my answer. He jerked on my arms, placing me into a sitting position and yanked the top over my head before I could even yell at him.
I punched him in the shoulder hard. “You have to give me time to adjust, darn it.”
Cole shrugged, grinning unrepentantly. “Either way, the end results the same.” He stared at what he had just bared completely. My nipples puckered under his carnal gaze.
But, his words startled me because that was something I would normally think privately.
I sat there blinking before I noticed that Brent had left the bed.
I turned my head away from a hungry Cole and watched as Brent dug through his bag.
He yanked out a box of condoms and a bottle of K-Y warming liquid.
Then, I satisfyingly gawked as he removed his pants after dumping his previously concealed goods on the bed.
I pointed at Cole, who was still staring at my breasts and reaching for them. “Take your pants off, too. If I’m naked, so are you.”
He raised an eyebrow, but dropped his hands and climbed off the bed.
He stripped down – he had been wearing boxer briefs – and I licked my lips staring at each of their strong and curving muscular chests that tapered down to trim six pack waists and gorgeous proud cocks and strong legs. Oh. My birthday has come early.
I rose up and crawled over to Cole where he stood at the end of the bed and wasted no time. I gripped the base of his cock and wrapped my lips around the crown of his cock. And sucked.
“Christ!” he shouted, grabbing handfuls of my hair.
I licked around his head and down his wide length. He stretched my lips and I couldn’t wrap my hand all the way around him, but I was used to that with Brent, even if he wasn’t quite as wide. They really were very close the same size. Only a bit longer or wider.
I licked under his head greedily and he yelled and thrust gently. I didn’t need gentle. I wanted him. So, I sucked him hard and swallowed him down.
He hollered, “Fuck!” as my throat convulsed around his cock and then whimpered, “She can deep throat.”
I averted my eyes to Brent, who was kneeling next to me on the bed now, watching and stroking himself. He licked his lips and whispered, “Yeah, I taught her that. Took a while.” Slowly, he blinked, realizing what he had said and glanced at me. “Sorry, darlin’. That was rude.”
I hummed at him in forgiveness, because the comment was embarrassingly true, which simultaneously added another stimulate to my blow job.
Cole shuddered and thrust harder into my mouth.
I groaned and closed my eyes so I could thoroughly enjoy the feel and taste of him inside my mouth.
His scent was intoxicating, and he tasted like indulgence.
I sucked harder, enjoying his groans and shouts.
I felt Brent moving behind me before his strong legs surround mine as he sat between my much smaller ones.
A wet, slipping glide of his tongue against my core made me scream against Cole’s cock.
Cole jerked and slowed his thrusts. I looked up at him.
His lush lips were parted and he was staring where my mouth glided up and down his slick cock.
Brent flicked my clit with his thumb and my eyes rolled back in my head.
Cole whispered, “Whatever you just did, she liked it.”
A pause.
“This?” Brent asked, flicking my clit again. I faltered on Cole’s cock.
Cole chuckled deeply. “Yeah, that.”
Brent spread me wider and thrust his tongue into me and repeated his flicking in quick circles.
I screamed around Cole’s cock and suck harder, rubbing my core against Brent’s generous mouth and fingers.
My orgasm took me by complete surprise. Cole had worked me up to a fever pitch earlier, but went Brent switched, using his fingers, and had two of them slick with liquid inside me and was slowly working another in uncharted territory, I froze.
I released Cole’s cock instantly and threw back my head and cried out, rocking back on Brent’s probing fingers.
The finger he had been gradually working inside my anus, slid all the way in and my cry of pleasure rang out inside our room as I soared to the heavens.
My cry slowly stuttered off as I shook and pulsed around him, clutching him tightly.
Cole bent down, kissing me hungrily as Brent continued relentlessly.
He kissed my bottom and pressed another finger inside my virginal hole even as I was coming down from bliss.
I choked and gripped Cole’s head greedily, eating at his mouth as Brent worked me from behind, catching the tail end of my orgasm, tripping and firing it back to a blazing inferno.
I was on the verge of crashing over again when he pulled away. I whimpered in complaint, releasing Cole, and glanced back at him. He kissed my rear once more and grabbed the condoms. He ripped them open and tossed one to Cole.
“She’s ready,” Brent stated, grabbing one for himself.
I quivered as need pulsed through my veins, throbbing at my core. I panted and made myself move, unsure of how they wanted to do this. All I knew was that I wanted them now. And they had better hurry the heck up.
I knelt on my knees and watched them put the condoms on.
I glanced at the box. Yep, it was a size larger than what Brent used to get.
I guess it was true that men sometimes kept growing into their twenties.
I glanced down at his cock. Same wrappers and the condom fit perfectly.
I glanced at Cole’s. Yep, perfect fit. Mmm.
Cole stated bluntly, “I get her ass.” He grabbed the K-Y.