Blindly, she reached for Chance and felt his lips on the top of her hand as he clasped his fingers with hers and began laying kisses along her wrist and inner forearm. She moaned against Clayton’s lips when Chance’s hot, wet mouth descended on her breast and he began lapping at her nipple, taking it between his lips and flicking it with the tip of his tongue before lapping some more.
Tension grew hard and hot in her body as Clayton slid a couple of fingers between her slick pussy lips and stroked her drenched, throbbing flesh. She was almost embarrassed by how close she already was to orgasm, just from reacting to their words and tender touches.
“What a sweet, hot little pussy,” Clayton whispered against her lips. He dragged his fingertips in lazy circles around her clit, and she cried out as her pussy clenched almost painfully and she came just from his first strokes.
“Good, baby. Come for us,” Chance whispered in a shaky-sounding voice. She was astounded at how easily and explosively her body responded to their touch. She’d never been brought to orgasm with just foreplay, but they’d proved they were gifted in that department.
Clayton didn’t back off until the last wave of her orgasm had washed over her. They lay back on either side of her and allowed her a chance to catch her breath, but they never stopped touching her. Just as they had done at the dinner table, they worked in tandem, sweeping caresses from her collarbone to her breasts and her hips and beyond.
They avoided touching her pussy for the moment and seemed to focus their attention on soothing her as she recovered.
Both men pressed kisses to her shoulders, throat, and cheeks, their hands a continuing wave of strokes until the tide of tension inside her began to rise again.
She kissed Chance and then turned to Clayton and kissed him as well. The thought that she was in bed with two of the sexiest men she’d ever met, who were ready to make love to her at her word, made her body hum with arousal, and she wanted to go there badly.
She tilted her leg as Chance stroked it, leading his hand to her inner thigh, and he looked up at her and gave her his teasing, sexy smile and pressed his lips in a slow descent down her torso, starting with a loving kiss and lick to her nipple. His touch was a mix of playfulness and adoration as he took his time.
Sighing shakily with anticipation as his lips traveled the last few inches to her pussy, Lydia caressed both their cocks. Neither was prepared for her touch, judging by their groans. She wrapped her hands around their hard, distended shafts and stroked them. Her breath left her in a rush and she arched her back as Chance’s hot mouth made contact with her pussy.
Chance moved out of her reach and positioned himself between her legs, leaving her with only Clayton’s cock to play with. She watched Chance as he licked her pussy and found herself falling into a rhythm with him as she stroked Clayton. Chance glanced up at her, a sultry glow in his eyes as he took his time licking in leisurely, broad strokes, seeming totally absorbed in his task and in no hurry to reach a destination.
Clayton growled as she slowly stroked him and said, “Lydi, you’re torturing me.”
Lydia’s pussy clenched against Chance’s tongue as he slid it through her opening again, and she whispered, “Let me suck it for you. Would you like that?”
“Oh, damn. I’d love it.” Clayton moved closer and knelt within reach of her. Wondering for a moment if she could handle the stimulation of Chance’s tongue on her while playing with Clayton, Lydia figured she’d find out in a few minutes. She opened her mouth and licked the hard, thick head of Clayton’s cock. Looking up at him, she whispered, “You have a big, beautiful cock. I love it. I love you, too.”
Clayton smiled in acknowledgment of her words and caressed her brow as he held his cock steady for her. Gazing up at him, she took his hard, pulsing shaft in her mouth for the first time and sucked on the head. Clayton bit his lip and groaned blissfully. Wetting his hard flesh with her tongue, she slid more easily until she was taking several inches with each pass.
Clayton groaned and muttered, “Damn, you’re good, woman.” Lydia chuckled and winked audaciously at him as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked a little harder. His scent was soapy and clean as though he’d bathed while she’d been in her shower. Her experience with blow jobs was limited, but he sounded like she was doing fairly well at it.
Chance pulled her attention back to his loving ministrations as he drew the throbbing flesh of her clit into his mouth and toyed with it more firmly. Heated currents rushed through her body and her pussy swelled and throbbed with each draw of his suctioning mouth until she thought she might go mad. He kept her dangling on the edge for an eternity before she finally released Clayton’s cock from her mouth, and she whimpered, “Please, Chance. Please.”