“We know what you need,” William growled in my ear. “Just relax, sweetheart. Clive’s going to make you come for us.”
Another finger joined the first, sliding between my folds, then the hot suction of Clive’s mouth clamped down. The need inside me burst like a dam breaking open, and I screamed with both shock and pleasure at the ecstasy that billowed across my body. The men held me, William’s fingers tugging, Clive’s lips pulling as I held onto William for dear life, buffeted back and forth by the intense rapture. Every part of my body was tingling and buzzing, my insides spasming, and I was nearly senseless from the cascade of sensations. My muscles went lax, and I panted, out of breath and dazed.
I hadn’t known it could feel like that.
Then Clive’s mouth left me, and he knelt between my thighs.
I only had a moment for fear and nerves to grip me, worrying he would know something was wrong, then he was groaning as he slid his thick, hot, hard cock inside me. Clamping down around him, I squeezed tightly. I was exquisitely sensitive, but the stretch of my muscles opening for him actually felt good.
It didn’t hurt at all, shocking me.
“Feels so damn good,” he gritted through his teeth, pulling his hips away, then thrusting forward, sliding deeper. William’s hands tightened on my breasts, and I could feel him staring over my shoulder, watching as Clive buried his cock in my quivering sheathe. Knowing he was watching added a layer of unexpected eroticism. I would have never guessed I would like being watched, but right now, it aroused me even more.
Bottoming out, Clive held himself for a moment, then thrust hard, several times, making me cry out as his flesh rubbed against mine. It didn’t hurt, not at all, but the sensations were so intense against my hypersensitive flesh, I couldn’t stay quiet.
When he pulled out, I nearly panicked, worried he had taken my cries the wrong way and would be disappointed.
“I’m fine! I’m sorry, I’m fine!”
“Shh, shh, it’s fine, sweetheart,” he said, his lustful gaze softening as he pulled me onto his lap, spinning me around, so he was holding me the same way William had been. “William and I agreed—I’d have you first, but he’d come inside you first.”
“Trust me, sweetheart, you don’t have anything to be sorry about.” William grinned, his eyes alight as he crawled toward me. It was his turn to drape my legs over Clive’s thighs, opening me up as he knelt between them, cock gripped in one hand. He slid it up and down my wet center, coating the head with my arousal. He groaned. “Fuck, she’s so wet.”
“Yes, she is,” Clive murmured, fondling my breasts, the way William had but a little rougher. The tiny bite of pain as he pinched and rolled my nipples made me squirm, reigniting the needy ache inside of me, I thought had been satisfied by his mouth. “Go on, then, William. I want to watch you make our wife come a second time.”
With another groan at Clive’s words, as if he was already imagining it, William pressed forward, burying himself in my pussy, and I moaned as he filled me.
For the first time, I wondered marriage might be more than I could handle.
4
William
* * *
Watching Clive sink into our wife had been hot as hell.
Sinking into her myself was even better.
Soft, wet heat surrounded my cock, and Sassy gasped as I groaned. As her pussy clamped down around me, she arched. Clive’s hands played roughly with her breasts, pinching her little nipples harder than I had while his teeth dragged over the side of her throat. Watching them made it even harder for me not to lose myself in her, but I didn’t want to hurt her.
We wanted to make sure our wife knew, having two men in her bed wasn’t going to be a hardship. She’d still likely be sore after this first time, but hopefully, she’d feel good. The lack of blood was a relief—her maiden barrier must have been easily breached, which I would think meant she’d recover more easily.
I thrust, slow, smooth strokes while she wriggled and moaned, panting for breath as we pleasured her. My balls ached as I moved inside her, the slick cradle of her body, squeezing the full length of my cock every time I filled her. Despite the orgasm she’d had on Clive’s lips, I was determined to make her come for me as well, and I could feel her starting to respond to me already.
I wanted to feel her spasming around my cock.
“That’s it, good girl,” I crooned, my hand sliding up her thigh to rest on her mound, my thumb dipping down between our bodies to caress her clit.
“Oh!” She jerked when I touched the slippery nub, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly. My thumb circled, my hips slowing, so I could touch her more easily. Clive grinned, watching her writhe for us. “Oh, God…”
I began to move a little harder, a little faster, circling her clit the whole time. Her eyes widened in shock, and she stared down between our bodies. Propped up against Clive, she could see my cock, glistening with her arousal, pushing in and out just under where my thumb was manipulating her sensitive flesh. It was a sight worth seeing.
Clive tugged on her nipples, and she whimpered, eyelashes fluttering again, and her head dropped back against his shoulder. Her pussy spasmed around me, squeezing my cock and sending delicious sensations up and down my spine.
Our beautiful wife was about to cream herself all over my cock.
Sassy
* * *
I cried out as ecstasy washed over me again, William’s cock plunging relentlessly, his thumb rubbing that oh-so-sensitive nub and sending waves of bliss through my body. His hot eyes devoured me, looking at me as though I was a goddess.
I felt like one.
William’s hands moved to my hips, thrusting harder, more roughly. I whimpered as my sensitive flesh shuddered around his cock as every thrust pressed his body against my little button of pleasure. Gasping and writhing, my pleasure went on and on.
I felt him shove deep, pulsing, and for the first time, I felt the hot spurt of his cum. My pussy clenched around him, and I shuddered at the sensation of him throbbing against the walls of my body. Panting for breath, I went limp against Clive.
Clive was murmuring in my ear, whispering what a good girl I was as his hands caressed me, his cock digging into my back. Atop me, William’s head hung down, and he dropped a smattering of kisses on my shoulder.
I had never felt like this with any other man.
So cared for. So attended to. So satisfied.
I had been told it could feel this good but had never experienced it.
Rolling off, William laid on his side beside me, his eyes glowing with approval. I smiled back at him, happy to have pleased him.
“Think you can handle one more husband?” Clive asked, slipping out from beneath me.
My head dropped back against the mattress—a much more familiar position, even if it had been months. My legs were still spread, and I felt muzzy, satiated… but I did not want to disappoint either of my new husbands.
“Yes,” I said immediately. William smiled. Clive studied my face intently, as though he suspected I wasn’t telling the truth. I bit my lip. Should I have said no? Would a virgin have said no?
“I won’t be mad if you want to wait,” Clive said, his fingers stroking my inner thigh, then up to my swollen pussy. I moaned as he touched the soft, swollen folds. Not because I was aroused again, but because I was so incredibly sensitive, even that soft touch elicited a reaction. “You’re likely to be sore tomorrow, as it is.”