Paige Tyler - Two Cops, a Girl and a Pair of Handcuffs

Reed must have thought differently. “Cilla, do you have any lube handy?”

She was about to insist lube wasn't necessary, but decided against it. Reed knew his cock best. If he thought lube was necessary, who was she to tell him differently?

“Top drawer of the bedside table,” she said.

She should have been concerned about a relative stranger rooting around in her toy draw, but what the hell? In the past hour or so, the two men had seen everything there was to know about her, in the deepest, most biblical sense. There really wasn't anything left to hide.

Reed grabbed her lube without a single comment on the collection of toys stashed in the drawer. She was almost disappointed. There were a few things in there he and Hayes could probably put to good use.

Behind her, she heard a familiar squishing sound of lube being squeezed out of the tube. She tensed, expecting to feel the cold gel on her pussy, but Reed must have rubbed it around on his fingers first because they were nice and warm when he slid them along her folds. He took his time on foreplay, starting with a single finger, then two before finally adding a third. He was so gentle, it was impossible not to relax.

Abruptly remembering Hayes, she turned her attention back to him and his now erect cock. She had a lot to show her appreciation for. Which reminded her. She hadn't thanked him.

She looked up at him. “That boffing you gave me was spectacular.”

He grinned and weaved his fingers tighter in her hair to move her into the perfect position so his cock could slide in her mouth. “If you enjoyed that, just wait to see what we have planned for you next.”

If whatever they had planned for her next was any better than what she'd just experienced, she wasn't likely to survive. She would have told him that if her mouth hadn’t been full. But since she couldn't speak, she let her tongue do the taking, wiggling it back and forth over the head of his shaft like it was an ice cream cone. She was surprised how fast he’d gotten hard.

Though not nearly as surprised as she was when Reed slid his big cock into her. With the added lube, he plunged all the way into her in one smooth motion.

It felt so incredible it literally took her breath away. She held still, waiting for him to thrust, but he didn't move. He only pressed his cock in deep and held himself there. Her hips startled wiggling of their own accord. That was when she realized Reed wasn’t holding on to her hips. In fact, he wasn’t holding on to her at all. He was keeping her impaled with nothing more than the sheer presence of his cock.

She undulated her hips more, bucking against him a little bit at a time. Even that subtle movement was unbelievably satisfying. She was so full she felt tingles of pleasure surge through her every time she moved. Could he really make her come just by standing there and not even thrusting?

Before she could find out, he started to move. He did it so slowly at first she thought it was her imagination, but then she felt his hips break contact with her ass and she knew she'd been right. He was pumping in and out.

“Does that feel okay?” he asked.

She moaned a reply around Hayes’s cock.

“Do you want me to fuck you harder?”

She moaned again, this time louder.

Reed grabbed her hips in both hands. “Are you ready, babe?”

She bobbed her head up and down wildly on Hayes’s cock.

Reed thrust forward at the same time she shoved back. Cilla let out a sound that was half moan, half sigh and all pleasure. One thrust and she was almost done in. A few more and she would truly lose her mind.

She tried to keeping licking Hayes, she really did, but it simply wasn't possible. Reed's cock had started her pussy spasming, and it wouldn't stop. It wasn't quite an orgasm yet, just one long, continuous contraction, as if her pussy lips were squeezing down, trying desperately to hold onto him and not let him go.

Her climax was coming, though, as deliberate and steady as the thrusting of Reed's cock.

And then, when she thought maybe this orgasm truly would be the one to ruin her for life, Reed stopped and pulled out. Cilla gasped, shocked. She half turned to look over her shoulder at him, ready to beg him to slide back in. Pride had no place in this-she needed his cock like she needed air.

But Reed’s attention was focused on Hayes. “I think she's ready now, don't you?”

She was still trying to figure out what Reed was talking about when Hayes laid back. He pulled her off his lap and dragged her onto his chest. Before she could get her head into gear, Hayes slid his cock in her pussy.

Cilla stiffened. She might be out of it, but not enough to risk having unprotected sex-that part of her mind was clear as glass. Before she even saw the edge of the rubber around the base of his shaft, though, she felt it. When the hell had he gotten another condom on?

She opened her mouth to ask, but all that came out was a sigh as Hayes grasped her ass. She assumed he was about to get a good grip on her cheeks so he could fuck her until she felt a finger teasing her anus. At any other time she would have loved it, but she was a woman in need of a once-in-a-lifetime fucking, not anal fingering.

Then everything snapped into place and started to make sense. Hayes had said he had dibs on her pussy while Reed had spent the entire evening completely obsessing over her ass. He was the one gently sliding his big finger deep inside her ass, not Hayes.

Did this mean Reed had called dibs on her ass?

Her cuffed hands were resting on Hayes's chest, which made it hard to turn around, but she did a damn good impression of Linda Blair and pinned Reed with her eyes.

“Whoa there, big boy. If you're thinking of doing what I think you're doing, you can just forget about it. There is absolutely no way your cock is going to fit in my ass.”

She remember thinking she’d wanted Reed in her ass earlier, but that was before she saw he had a tree branch for a penis.

Reed’s finger stilled, but he didn’t pull it out of her bottom. Her traitorous body immediately rebelled. What he was doing had actually felt really nice.

But his finger was one thing. A cock the size of Reed's was another. This was definitely a case of square peg and round hole.

Reed regarded her with those smoldering eyes of his as if he were trying to read her mind. He slowly moved his finger in her ass again. Cilla let out a sigh. God, that felt good. The man certainly knew his way around a woman’s derriere.

“If you don’t want me to slide in your ass, I won’t,” he said softly. “But let me ask you something first. Have Hayes or I done anything tonight that you haven't thoroughly enjoyed?”

She didn’t even have to think before she answered. “Of course you haven't. I've loved every second of this evening.”

Reed wiggled his finger a little faster. Her hips rotated in time with the motion-completely against her will. It didn't help that her undulations made her gyrate on Hayes's cock. That was almost unfair.

“And have we been anything but gentle, even while we've spanked you, strapped you, cuffed your wrists, cuffed your ankles and generally had our way with you?” Reed continued.

“No.”

The word came on a sigh as Reed slid a second finger in her ass. Even though his two fingers were as big as some men's cocks, he was so smooth and adept, she barely felt the difference.

“And did you feel the slightest bit of pain at any point? That wasn’t pleasurable, I mean?”

That last part was the necessary qualifier. The spanking and strapping he’d given her afterward had made her ass feel like it was on fire. But in all honesty, the pleasure she’d received had far exceeded the discomfort.

She gazed into Reed's eyes. They were the deepest and softest honey brown she’d ever seen. They were filled with desire for certain, but there was concern in them as well.