Jan Springer - In Her Bed

Liz jerked as a finger nudged into her creaming pussy.

“Nice and wet for us, aren’t you, Doc?” Durango said. “Start doing her, Landon. I’m getting really hot watching Tyrell at her breast. I think I’ll join him.”

She creamed harder, her pussy throbbing and eagerly clenching around Durango’s finger as he began to withdraw.

He swore softly. “Your sweet pussy is greedy, baby. All in good time. You’ll have us all, in good time.”

Fire lashed through her at his comment. Her breaths came faster, harsher. She cried out as Landon’s tongue spread her labia and lashed against her aching clit. He lapped her gently, putting a delicious pressure against her sensitive bud. Within seconds he had her writhing and pulling against her restraints.

Landon. The bastard. He was good. So good with his tongue.

She panted and yelped as Durango, it had to be Durango, sat on the other side of her, because she felt the mattress dip beneath his weight. His large hand palmed her left breast, and she moaned softly as his warm breath whispered against her nipple.

“I’m here, Doc. You look so hot having two other men tending to you. Tyrell sucking your breast and Landon lapping at your cunt. Your cheeks are flushed such a beautiful pink color. I’ve never seen you look so pretty.”

“Durango…” She breathed his name like he was a drug. She didn’t say anything else, just his name, over and over again. Maybe she spoke in her mind or maybe out loud, she wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure of anything but that she really enjoyed what these three men were doing to her.

Durango took her nipple into his hot mouth and began tugging and pulling and caressing her the same way as Tyrell. Feverish heat lashed her as the three men licked and lapped and bit her.

Then Landon’s tongue suddenly disappeared, and a moment later she felt something big and smooth nudge at her vaginal opening.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you with this pretty pink dildo the moment I saw it,” Landon breathed.

He didn’t give her a moment to catch her breath before he sunk it into her pussy. Pulling it out gently, he sunk the dildo into her again, and she could hear the slurping sound of her wetness zipping through the air. He slid into her again and again, his thrusts faster and harder, her pussy clutching the invader harder and harder.

Every time he withdrew, he made sure to circle the tender nerve endings in and around her clit with generous pressure of a knuckle, before sliding the big dildo into her again.

The men at her breasts kept up their steady tugs on her nipples. The teasing sensations they created were driving her mad. Making her impatient. She wanted to come, and she wanted relief now.

She whimpered and moaned as pleasure increased and tightened through her lower belly. The arousal splashing around her made her feverish. Made her flesh sensitive to every touch they gave. The mouths at her breasts tugged harder on her nipples. She creamed some more.

Landon moaned. The dildo slid out of her clenching vagina, and the instant his succulent mouth fused over her aching pussy, she exploded on a scream, her body twisting against the restraints, her hips bucking against Landon’s mouth.

Exquisite. Sheer bliss. This is it. This is what I’ve been craving.

The mouths on her breasts increased their pressure. Tongues zapped her nipples. She tensed at the stirrings of the oncoming orgasm. Sensed it would be big and it would rock her. She wasn’t mistaken. Oh God!

The bliss enveloped her, rocked her to her very core. She shuddered and shook, trembled and gasped. She loved the pleasure. Accepted it. Drowned in it. Inhaled it deeply into her body.

Oh wow, this was better than she’d ever imagined. It was fantastic.

She bucked and held onto the erotic sensations for as long as she could, but too soon they ebbed away, her pussy spasming gently. Then she was moaning in protest as all their touches suddenly stopped, and they were moving away from her.

God help her! They were moving away!

Nooo, don’t leave me like this. She felt as if she were being twisted between pleasure and torture because her body ached in places she swore she’d never ached in before. She sensed the men moving away from her. Then the bed bounced and she cried out as her restraints were loosened. She was free, but not for long. Gentle, yet firm hands were grabbing her. Helping her to sit up.

“We’re going to get you to lie on your tummy, Brandy.” Landon soothed as he and someone else cradled her by her waist.

She moaned as someone kissed her. A hot, firm, wet kiss that sent her thoughts reeling. She didn’t think it was Durango kissing her. Wasn’t even sure it was Landon. She sensed it was Tyrell because of the big curvy chest muscles she could feel pressing against her left arm as he leaned into her. Tyrell’s muscles were bigger than the other two’s. And he smelled like cedar and spice. Yes, it had to be Tyrell.

His breaths were rough, his tongue bold, as he slammed past her lips and into her mouth. She met him full force and their tongues dueled and she was whimpering again, loving the feel of his flesh probing the inside of her mouth. Then all too soon, he was gone, his tongue darting out of her mouth.

“Nice, very nice, Liz.” Tyrell breathed, and her lower belly clenched as he palmed her breast, testing its weight. She gasped and creamed as he flicked a finger across her tender, aching nipple. Then both her nipples were being flicked. It hurt. But the pain was a good hurt. Her nipples felt hot under the harsh taps. But she loved it. Loved feeling as if she were just two hot nipples. Two swollen breasts.

“She likes this, Durango,” Tyrell said softly. “We’ll have to do this every time.”

“She likes everything we do to her. Don’t you, Doc?” Durango breathed from somewhere near the foot of the bed. At least she thought it was near the foot of the bed. She wasn’t too sure. She made a move to lift the blindfold, but a hand gripped her right wrist.

“Not yet, Brandy. Let Tyrell position some pillows for you so we can see your lovely ass. We need to remove the plug, remember?”

Liz nodded jerkily. Yes, they would have to take out the plug. Oh God, and then one of them would take her there.

She yelped as a palm smoothed along the inside of her right thigh, and automatically she opened her legs wider for whoever was touching her. Every touch was like a spark, and she was so aware of everything now.

Their scents. Their heavy breathing. The erotic way they touched her.

Three fingers dipped into her wet vagina, and she moaned at the naughty intrusion, her tummy clenching and her pussy spasming around the invasion.

“Yeah, very wet, aren’t you, Doc? I know you better than you know yourself, sweet baby, Doc.”

Durango.

“Damn you,” she hissed and quickly shut up as he withdrew.

Disappointment slammed into her. She wanted his fingers inside her again. Thrusting. Plunging. Fucking.

She whimpered her frustration, and the two men holding her guided her onto her stomach. Pillows pushed up against her belly as she lay back down. And then they were restraining her again. The erotic feel of binds wrapping around her wrists and ankles had her moaning beneath the sultry sensations of anticipation snapping through her body. What would they do next?

Durango burned for her. He could tell the other two men were having the same reaction. Their attentions were focused solely on her as if each one felt like he was alone in the room with her. Feeling that, he also knew each man had his own fetishes, his own desire where Doc was concerned.

He’d handpicked the men well. Knew their intimate desires. Knew Doc’s desires. Yes, three of them would be a good fit for Doc, and he meant that literally.