One Ring (Suncoast Society #28)(26)

That left her helpless, her breasts now sticking out in front of her as the position forced her chest out.

Don and Carl knelt in front of her, once again sucking on her nipples, the men taking turns reaching between her spread legs and playing with her *, working her up again, finger-f*cking her, making her suck her juices off their fingers.

Carl grabbed her chin. “The next time you get to come again,” he said, “is when both our cocks are f*cking you. One in your *, one in your ass. So you’re going to spend a little time on your knees with that butt plug up your ass.”

He grinned. “And I want to see the rest of the Monday Night Football game. So we’re going out into the living room. You’re going to give us both blow jobs, swallow a load of cum from each of us, and then get us hard again so that after the game’s over, we’ll be ready to f*ck you.”

“Oh, skills check while you do, to keep your interest up,” Don said, holding up a vibrating dildo. “We don’t have a Sybian, lucky for you. But we’re going to make do.”

They grabbed her by the arms and carefully helped her up and off the bed and out to the living room. Don spread out two towels on the couch for them. Now she could get a good look at their cocks and she saw why a butt plug was necessary.

They were both hung, at least eight inches.

She’d be feeling this f*cking in the morning, thank god.

Don rolled several beach towels together to make a large roll. After tossing a seat cushion from one of the living room chairs onto the floor in front of the couch, he covered that with another towel and then positioned the towel roll on it.

They lowered her to her knees, straddling the roll of towels, and then Mel grokked the plan. Don turned the dildo on, set to low, and carefully worked it into her *, making her moan as he slowly f*cked it into her.

“That’s it,” Carl said. “Make as much noise as you want, because pretty soon we’ll have our cocks in your mouth to keep you quiet.”

The roll of towels kept the dildo firmly wedged inside her. She could almost f*ck herself on it, but not enough to get her off again. Not without the use of her hands.

Carl sat in front of her first, legs spread. He gathered her hair behind her head in one hand and had the base of his cock fisted in the other. “Okay, baby. Let’s do this. Show us what a good girl you are.”

She opened wide and didn’t need him to ask twice. His moan of pleasure felt like it reverberated through her entire body as she took as much of his shaft into her mouth as she could.

Don stroked her back as she bobbed her head up and down on Carl’s cock. “Just wait until we have her properly trained. One of us can be f*cking her ass or * like this while she goes down on the other one.”

That moan was from her, muffled by Carl’s cock.

“She likes that idea,” Carl gasped.

Don’s hand drifted down her body, settling on the base of the butt plug, where he started rhythmically pressing on it. “Of course she does. She’s been neglected for too damn long. She’s a good girl who just needed the right men to show her how good she is, men who can appreciate what a good girl she is.”

Another whine escaped her.

They got it.

They really got it. This wasn’t just bullshit for a scene.

They understood her.

Neglected is exactly how she’d felt. Even before right now, she’d had more of an emotional connection with these two as platonic roomies than she’d had with her own damn husband in several years.

How sad was that?

She wouldn’t let thoughts like that ruin tonight, though. Right now, all she wanted to do was suck their cocks, make them come, and enjoy every bit of pleasure they were giving her.

Carl cradled her head in both hands, in control, f*cking her mouth more than she was actually servicing him.

“Fuck, baby,” he gasped. “You feel so f*cking good.”

Don nibbled on the shell of her ear, his hand still pressing on the butt plug. “I rubbed one out in the shower this morning,” he whispered. “I was thinking about how beautiful you’d look sucking our cocks, and it’s nice to know the reality is even better. So I’m going to be able to last a while. I’m going to have you kneeling here and holding my cock in your mouth, just keeping me hard for a little while, before I finally let you swallow my load. Just remember, we’re in control, baby. You’re our good girl. I heard you in there using your vibrator last night after we sent you to bed. You don’t get to do that anymore without permission. You want to come? You have to ask us for it.”

“Fuck!” Carl pushed deep into her throat, and his steady stream of pre-cum turned into a gush of hot juices over her tongue. She swallowed, trying to keep up, her mind spinning in a blissful haze of every sexual fantasy she’d ever had being eclipsed by the wonderful reality of these two guys taking charge.

He didn’t pull out, keeping her on his cock. “Suck it easy, baby,” he hoarsely said. “Get every last drop.”

“A lot of the time,” Don said, still whispering in her ear, “it’ll be one of us with a cock up that sweet * of yours, or up your gorgeous ass, while you have a cock down your throat, filling you at both ends. And I think our good girl needs a new rule that she has to ask permission to wear clothes while in the house. What do you think?”