Key West Lacey Alexander (sad books to read .txt) 📖

a fist around each shaft, pumping them lightly, then bent over Chris, widening her mouth to fit him inside. Her lips were rested but still sore, yet having his big cock fill them remained a task of pure pleasure. She gazed up at her lover as she slid up and down on his perfect tool. He let out heated sighs and ran a hand through her hair. “So fucking good, baby,” he murmured. “So good.”

After a few minutes, she turned to Scott, taking his shaft back into her mouth. He let out a growl as soon as her lips closed over him, and she switched her gaze between the two men, both of whom watched her intensely. “Mmm, yeah, that’s right,” Scott purred.

She felt like the ultimate sexual being—like there was nothing else in life, no bookstore, no family, no Maryland, like there was only fucking and she was the queen of fucking. She loved their hot, dirty whispers as she shifted her ministrations between the two cocks; she loved the way her breasts and cunt ached with pleasure as she worked over them. She loved the sense of control she’d gained—it was hard to believe she’d been nervous about this in the beginning, because now she felt as if she were the lord and master of both men, as if she could will them to do her bidding, and she knew exactly what she wanted them to do now.

“Face each other, on your knees,” she instructed them.

When they hesitated, their looks filled with soft questions, she said, “I want your cocks closer together. I want to feel one of them touching my face, my cheek, while I suck the other.”

The explanation fueled them into the position she’d requested, and indeed she could suck on Chris now while she held Scott’s erection against her cheek, and when she switched, she didn’t have to shift her body, only turn her head ever so slightly. She’d managed to bring their cocks sensuously close to each other.

Upon releasing Scott’s shaft from her mouth after a particularly moan-inducing suck, instead of returning to Chris’s, she instead used her hands to draw the two cocks together.

She felt Chris tense. “What are you doing, angel?”

She gazed up at him with a seductive smile. “I want to lick them both at the same time.” Without waiting for a response, she ran her tongue up the crease created by pressing their lengths together. Both guys released sounds of deep pleasure and Carrie felt her desires becoming reality.

Next she ran her tongue around both cockheads as if they were one, again eliciting more gut-wrenching moans. Then she crossed the two cocks, one against the other, as if they were swords, and she licked her way around all the cracks and crevices where the two shafts met.

When she paused to gaze up at them, they looked as aroused as they did uncertain. Mmm, yes—she wanted them to be aroused, wanted them to desire touching each other this way. She ignored their uncertainty. She knew better than anyone that it could be overcome in a heartbeat.

“Rub them together for me,” she said, nearly breathless with excitement.

Chris let out a nervous laugh. “Uh, angel…”

She looked up at Scott from her vantage point next to their cocks. “You said you’d do whatever I wanted.” Then she shifted her gaze to Chris. “And you made a certain deal with me just a little while ago, if you recall.”

Neither of them could deny her words, and beneath Chris’s apprehension she could sense a certain amusement at how well and quickly she’d put their deal into action.

“Do it,” she whispered, her voice soft but commanding, expectant.

The guys never looked directly at each other, only at her, only at their two cocks, already touching, steel against steel. Chris let out his breath as he followed her demand, lightly shifting, sliding his hard rod against Scott’s. Scott emitted a soft, quivery moan that she suspected he’d tried his best to hold in. Her pussy trembled with delight.

“More,” she prodded gently.

After a few seconds of renewed hesitation, it was Scott this time who slid his dick against Chris’s enormous erection. Chris’s hips raised slightly, meeting and returning the motion, and both of them released moans that made her whole body quake with hot lust.

“Keep on,” she whispered. “Don’t stop.”

As the two lovely cocks began to slide slowly, steadily, against one another, Carrie almost thought she could come just watching. She’d never known watching two men together could thrill her so, but this now qualified as the most erotic sight she’d ever witnessed. Each passing minute with Chris and Scott took her deeper and deeper into a mind-numbing sensual ecstasy she couldn’t have imagined only half an hour ago.

As the guys continued sawing their cocks against each other, she reached down to touch her pussy beneath the water’s surface, rubbing her first two fingers in circles over her clit. Undulating softly against her hand, she discovered one of the whirlpool jets just in front of her, so she leaned in, letting the powerful water rush against her needy cunt.

“You’re both so hot,” she whispered, breathing down on the two hot shafts that did her bidding. “I’m so turned on—your cocks are beautiful together. Mmm, I need to come so bad.”

Without ceasing the sliding motion against Scott, Chris reached down to palm one of her breasts, squeezing lightly. “Why don’t you let us lick your hot little pussy and get you off?” His voice was labored, breath ragged.

Rising carefully to her feet on the hot tub seat, she peered down on the two sexy rods that looked so good together. “Just promise me you’ll keep rubbing them together for me.”

To her surprise, both guys nodded and murmured their agreement immediately. Mmm, yes, she’d been right—their uncertainty was now a thing of the past.

Stepping up onto the concrete between them, she faced Chris, turning her ass to Scott. She spread her legs and positioned her feet wide enough for easy balance. A