Sophie Oak - Siren in Waiting

“I just want to hear her ask. Baby, you never cuss. Say it. Ask Trev in that oh so polite voice of yours to kindly eat your pussy. Ask him to thrust his tongue straight up your cunt. Ask him to not stop until your pussy juice is all he can taste.” Bo’s words heated her skin.

Trev’s fingers slid along her pussy, parting her labia, making her want more. So much more. “I think I need to hear it, Beth, love. I need to hear you ask.”

“Please, Sir. Please eat my pussy.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” Trev lowered his head, his eyes never leaving hers, and swiped at the lips of her sex.

Beth would have come off the bench if Bo hadn’t been holding her up. Trev was utterly relentless. His tongue slid through her pussy, fucking into her cunt briefly before starting over again. He sucked the petals of her pussy into his mouth and groaned at her taste.

“So fucking sweet,” Trev said before sliding a single finger deep inside. “And this little pearl is so pretty.”

“Give it to her good, Trev. I need to fuck so bad. My dick is killing me.” Bo’s hands tightened around her breasts. She could feel his cock against her back, his hips thrusting a little. He tongued her earlobe. “God, I want to fuck you, Beth. I want to fuck your pussy while Trev takes your little asshole. I want to feel you between us. I want it so bad.”

He bit her earlobe gently, the small pain sending tingles all the way to her pussy. That finger of Trev’s curved up and hit the perfect spot as he sucked her clit into his mouth.

Beth came, her body jerking as the orgasm invaded her veins. Bo covered his mouth with hers, drinking down her cries as she shuddered in his arms.

Trev gave her one last lick. “Bo, get her on top of you.”

Bo rolled a condom on and reached for her.

Trev shucked his jeans, his normal grace fleeing. He struggled out of them as though he couldn’t stand for them to spend another second on his body.

Beth lay back in Bo’s arms, feeling utterly boneless. She was so suffused with pleasure, she couldn’t move, preferring to allow Bo to place her whatever way he would. He got onto his back and pulled her until she was on top of him. He felt so good, warm and smooth. She loved the way his skin felt against hers. He smelled good and clean, though the woodsy scent of his arousal was starting to take over. Bo felt like home.

“Ride me, baby.” His cock thrust against her pussy, seeking access.

Beth roused herself. Her pussy had been satisfied, but she wanted more. She wanted to be caught between her men, surrounded by them.

“Are you ready?” Bo asked.

She reached down and guided his cock to her pussy. She pressed her hips down, impaling herself on his dick. “I’m more than ready.”

Trev watched Beth lower herself onto Bo’s cock and realized that this was so much more than sex. He needed them. His cock throbbed painfully. He hoped he had the dexterity to get the fucking rubber on. He stroked himself, telling the beast to calm down.

Bo’s eyes dilated with pleasure as Beth’s hips rolled.

“Don’t you come, Bo. You don’t come until I get in that ass and then we go together.” Trev barked the order, satisfied when Bo’s eyes sharpened.

“You better hurry then because she feels so tight. She’s so hot. God, I love fucking you, Beth.” Bo’s hands went to her hips.

Trev climbed on the rack. He didn’t have a ton of time, and his dick didn’t want to wait either. “Hold her cheeks open. Beth, lean forward. Touch your breasts to Bo’s chest.”

Her asshole came into view along with the pink plug Bo had worked into her anus to prepare her for this act. Trev felt his cock weep at the sight. She was so pretty, so trusting, lying there allowing him to touch her, to fuck her. She was everything he could have hoped for. He reached out and touched the plug. The muscles of her anus squeezed it tight. There was a ginger root in that girl’s future. He couldn’t wait.

But now, all he could think about was how that asshole would squeeze him. He pulled the plug out, twisting a little as he did. Her anus was opened slightly. It would be a tight fit, but he would manage.

He squirted lube on his thumb and pressed in, trying to coat her rectum in the slippery stuff. Beth groaned. Tight. She was going to be so fucking tight. He could feel Bo’s cock in her pussy.

Trev caressed the globes of her ass. They were round and perfectly made. They were pink from his crop. The evidence of her submission made his balls draw up. Beth trusted him. Beth needed him.

He forced the rubber over his dick, promising himself they would all get checkups and Beth would get on birth control because he wanted to ride that ass bareback and leave his cum inside her. He wanted to fuck her every morning and know that some piece of himself was inside her all day. He wanted to know that he and Bo filled her pussy and her ass with their cum.

He lined his cock up, emotion threatening to choke him. She’d given him so much. He’d been her first man. Trev had had a ton of sex, some of which he didn’t even remember, but he’d never made love the way he did with Beth. He’d never shared the way he did with Bo. These two people, these loving beings who opened themselves to him—they were his first. He’d fucked too many women to count, but he’d never needed a single one the way he needed these two.

He loved them. Fuck, but he loved them.

He pressed his cockhead to her anus. So small. She was so small compared to him. “Relax, Beth. Bo, kiss her. Distract her.”

Bo eagerly took her head between his hands and devoured her mouth. Trev could see their tongues playing. Bo was more dominant than Trev had imagined. He’d taken to it quickly, not because it was his nature, but because it was what Beth needed. That was Bo’s nature—to provide. He’d simply never been given the opportunity to learn how to do it.

While Bo kissed her, Trev pressed in. He pushed inside her anus in little strokes, gaining ground with each pass. With each little foray, his dick threatened to explode. He pulled her hips forward. His cockhead slipped inside. Trev groaned. So good. He pressed forward. Beth’s skin quivered under his hands. He heard her moan as he pressed in.

He pushed forward, forcing her to take his cock. Bo kissed her, their heads moving in time as Trev pressed in until his balls touched the cheeks of her ass. He held himself still, enjoying the heat of her ass, the tight clutch of her anus around his dick.

“I’m in.” He barely managed the words. He was overwhelmed by the feel of being balls deep in Beth’s ass, Bo’s cock millimeters away, only a thin piece of skin separating them.

Bo’s head fell back. “Thank god. She’s killing me. Her pussy keeps clenching on my cock, and I thought I would die when you slid against me. I get it now. I totally get it. You okay, baby?”

Beth turned her head slightly. He could see the strain on her face. “I’m dying. Please fuck me. Please.”

Trev couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled out and tunneled back in. Her asshole clung, fighting to keep his dick and fighting just as hard to keep him out. This was what he loved. The constant friction on his cock. Every nerve in his body was aware of her. His every sense filled with her—her heat, her sweet scent, her softness engulfed him. He felt infused with her.

He fucked into her ass, his hands circling her waist. He felt Bo, their limbs mingled as they pleasured their shared lover. Beth was small between them, a beautiful, delicate angel who had brought them all together. She rode Bo, shoving her ass back to take Trev. She worked with them, fighting for her pleasure. She was so different from that first night when she’d shyly allowed him to take her. This Beth reached for her men. This Beth clutched them and made a place for herself.