Bound by Their Kisses(23)

She could hear Zander off to the side then the sound of more rifling of clothing. She could almost see him in her head, stripping out of the denim to reveal his stiff, hard cock and heavy balls. She’d never seen them, but imagined from the way he’d felt pressed against her that he was quite large.

The bed dipped at her feet and hot skin pressed between her thighs, shoving them wider apart. Zander was there. Right next to her aching pussy. She felt a puff of warm air across the wet sensitive lips just before his tongue laved her from slit to clit.

“Fuck!” Nothing could have stopped her from crying out or the moan that followed.

“Later, kitten. Right now I’m enjoying my delicious treat for being such a good boy and giving you time to get to know us,” Zander said in a husky, strained voice. “And you do taste good, so very good.”

“Lick her dry, Z. When I get ready for my treat, we’ll make her come so I can have some,” Tag told him.

“Oh, I plan to. There’s no way I’m leaving one drop of her honey to go to waste.”

Tessa thought she’d come just from their words. They were going to destroy her. She’d never survive them should they be teasing her about having a relationship. There would be no need to leave town and find another place to settle to start over. She’d just shrivel up and die.

“Oh, God!” Tessa gasped when Zander spread her pussy lips to spear her slit with his tongue. The mild friction was just strong enough to have her squirming to get closer but not nearly enough to give her any relief.

“Help me keep her still, Tag. She’s squirming like a little piglet down here.” Zander’s mild chuckle didn’t soften her outrage at being compared to a pig.

“Pig? Did you just call me a pig?” she huffed out.

“Baby pigs are cute, Tessa. All pink and squirmy, just like you,” Zander said.

Tag moved slightly so that his upper body helped hold her abdomen still. It didn’t stop him from his almost obsessive worship of her breasts with his hands and mouth. They seemed to always be aware of what the other was doing, because when Tag caught one nipple between his teeth and tugged on it, flicking it with his tongue, Zander followed suit with her clit, driving her to the brink of climax before backing off again.

Over and over they played with her, until she begged them to let her come. Zander hummed his approval of her seeping juices, thrusting two fingers into her cunt to stroke along the sensitive tissues until she was sure she’d go mad with need. The way he tongued her clit had her pumping her hips as much as she was able with Tag laying across her abdomen.

Finally, as if they’d planned it, the two men coordinated their efforts so that Tessa’s mind went numb from the explosion of pleasure that coursed through her body from their attentions. Tag flattened one nipple against the roof of his mouth while he pinched the other one. Zander sucked hard on her clit as he stroked her sweet spot inside her wet cunt.

She was sure she screamed their names, but for the life of her, Tessa couldn’t remember as she panted through the amazing sensations flooding her body. As she slowly recovered enough to be able to hear over the roaring in her ears, she expected Zander to stop sucking and licking on her pussy, but he hadn’t. When she opened her eyes again, it was to find Zander smiling down at her even though she still felt a mouth sucking at her juices.

“Tag kicked me off of you. Said it was his turn now that you’d come to claim all that sweet goodness for himself,” he said. “Can’t blame him, but damn, you sure tasted good. Especially all that fresh cream you were giving me when you came.”

Tessa was going to say something to him but already her body was gearing up for another orgasm. She’d never had more than one before and only when she’d given them to herself. She opened her mouth to protest, but Zander didn’t give her a chance, choosing instead to silence her with his kiss, sharing her tangy essence.

“Fuck! You taste better than apple pie and ice cream, baby.” Tag’s raspy declaration barely registered as between the two men, Tessa came apart once again.



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Tag wanted to yell out his victory with having Tessa in their house and in their bed. Finally, after nearly a year of pursuing her, she was where she belonged, between him and his best friend, Zander. They’d grown up together, gravitating toward the same girls during high school and the same women when they’d both enlisted in the Marines.

At first, it hadn’t bothered them to go after the same girls, but as they grew older, the stakes were higher. They would be looking for commitment at some point and things could get serious real damn quick. One night while on leave in some foreign named city overseas, they’d both gone after the same woman at a bar until the woman had settled everything by suggesting a threesome. It never occurred to them that she was offering them a solution to their problem until the next morning when they woke up in the same bed…without the woman lying between them. Once they’d asserted their manhood and almost fallen out of opposite sides of the bed, the two men had realized how much they had enjoyed sharing her between them. Well, up until they’d woken up without her between them any longer.