The Favour(11)

“Such a pretty pussy,” Trevor commented from wherever he had moved.

“I can’t wait to taste it,” Mac agreed.

Annabelle was ready to scream for him to taste her, but instead of a mouth, she felt only one long finger rub the wetness of her folds. Teasing, moving up and down, but never penetrating. Circling her clit with a light pressure not enough to satisfy her hungry.

“Please stop teasing me!” she pleaded.

She heard their chuckles.

“Well, you heard the lady,” Trevor said before a mouth touched her, and she could feel the soft lap of a tongue run between her.

“Yes!” she cried as the tongue stiffened and stabbed inside. She moved her hips, trying to take it in deeper.

“Oh God!” Mac moaned. “She tastes wonderful. Hot, spicy cream.”

“Let me see,” Trevor demanded before Annabelle felt his tongue invade her pussy. Harder and deeper than Mac’s had been. Then it, too, was gone.

“Please,” she begged.

That started a game of Guess Whose Tongue. Mac and Trevor took turns tasting her until she couldn’t tell whose mouth was on her at what time.

Fingers entered along with those talented tongues, and she rode them fast and furious. Right before she exploded, a mouth moved up to her clit, sucked deeply, then bit down gently.

She screamed as fluid escaped from her body, her pussy convulsed, and her orgasm rushed through her body.



“We’re not done,” Trevor told Annabelle as he untied the blindfold then removed the cuffs.

They had taken positions on either side of her, and Trevor rubbed her wrists as he released her hands. She looked from him to Mac with a satisfied, but wicked grin.

“If we’re not finished, then you both are wearing too many clothes,” she told them with excitement sparkling in her eyes.

He grinned at Mac as the other man started to tear his clothes off. Annabelle moved to her knees to help him. Once Mac’s clothes were off, they turned to Trevor.

“Your turn,” Mac told him as he reached over.

They all knelt in the middle of the bed until each one was naked. Then Annabelle ran her hands over Trevor’s chest running her fingers over his sensitive flesh before turning and doing the same to Mac.

While she was busy, Trevor moved behind her and pulled her into his lap. The hard evidence of his desire nestled between her ass checks. He rubbed against her, and she responded with a moan.

Trevor’s cock jumped at the sound. Mac moved farther between her legs, sandwiching her between them. As Trevor sat back on his heels with her on his lap, Mac wrapped her legs around his waist as he moved closer to Trevor’s lap. Trevor’s cock throbbed in anticipation as Mac paused at Annabelle’s entrance and waited.

“Mac’s going to fuck you now, honey. Hard and fast,” he whispered in her ear.

She moaned and arched her back.

“Hang on,” he told her and nodded to Mac.

With his legs outside Trevor’s but against him, Mac held her hips as he plunged inside. The motion rocked Trevor back as he held Annabelle for Mac’s strokes.

Annabelle gripped Mac’s shoulders as he pounded in and out of her. Each time Mac thrust inside her, she would slam back against Trevor, keeping his cock trapped and rubbing against him. He pushed up and held Annabelle by her legs so Mac could enter deeply. Rubbing against her, he matched his strokes to Mac’s.

Annabelle started to shake in his arms as she threw her head back and cried out her release. Mac stiffened and groaned as he found his own completion.

When Mac withdrew from a limp Annabelle, Trevor pushed and had Mac landing on his back with Annabelle sprawled over him.

Trevor picked her up by her hips and entered her with one hard thrust. Her body tightened around him welcoming and hot. It only took a half of dozen strokes when he felt his balls draw up and he shot his seed deep inside her.



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Mac watched the rise and fall of Annabelle’s chest as she slept. She lay between him and Trevor curled up in a tight ball. She looked peaceful in sleep, and he knew she would forever have a place in their bed. Scooting closer, he leaned over and kissed her softly.

She moaned and rubbed her face on the pillow.

“Hey, baby.” He placed kisses down her cheek to her neck.

She moaned again and moved to lie on her back, giving him better access. Sucking her delicate skin into his mouth, he marked her skin. He smiled as her eyes opened.

“Good morning,” she said, rubbing her eyes.

“Good morning,” he answered.

She looked over at Trevor who was still lightly snoring to her other side.

“He snores,” she complained.

Mac laughed and nuzzled her neck. “You weren’t complaining while you slept like a rock,” he teased.