A long, slow smile slid across Bo’s face. “There is something I’ve wanted to do for a while.”
She had to take a deep breath. Bo’s hand came out, and he helped move her into position. It wasn’t easy. The plug didn’t really want to stay in her backside. Bo’s hand slid between her cheeks, pressing on the plug, making her nerves jump with the deep-seated sensation. She got to her hands and knees. Trev stood at the foot of the bed, his hands at the fly of his jeans. Slowly, he eased the zipper down and pushed the jeans off his hips along with the boxers he wore. His cock bobbed out, the thick, heavy organ already rock hard and slightly wet at the tip, as though the play they had performed had affected him as much as it had her. Trev’s big hand stroked his cock from base to bulb, forcing a little bit of pre-cum to squeeze from the tip. His cock was gorgeous. She wouldn’t have imagined just how beautiful a dick could be, but she adored Trev’s. It was plum colored, and she could see the vein that ran across the stalk throbbing. His balls were tight and round, so heavy they swung with his every stroke.
“This shouldn’t take long, girl. I swear, I’ve had sex every way, in every damn position, but one look from those big eyes of yours and I feel like I’m fifteen and just trying this out.” His free hand came out to pet her hair. “You make me crazy, Beth. You have no idea how much my life changed when you walked into Patty’s.”
Bo chuckled behind her, his hands sliding along her legs. He’d gotten out of his clothes, too. “I knew we should have tried the Burger Barn that day, but no, Beth just had to have Patty’s pie.”
Trev’s smile lit up her whole world. He didn’t smile often, but when he did, it shone from more than his face. He looked younger, less burdened, when he smiled like that. “You should be thankful. I suspect if she hadn’t needed a slice of Patty’s pie, you wouldn’t be about to taste her.”
“High five to that, my brother,” Bo said.
Beth gasped as he slid between her legs, and she felt the first long lick of his tongue.
“Oh, my god!” Her womb clenched. Everything that was feminine inside her seemed to light up at the slow caress of his velvety tongue.
“Fuck, you’re sweet, Beth. I always knew you would taste so sweet.” Bo’s words reverberated against her pussy. She heard him groan before he pulled one side of her labia into his mouth and gave it a suckle.
Her arms shook. Bo was eating her pussy. That was what they called it. She’d imagined it would be horribly embarrassing, that she wouldn’t be able to enjoy it because she would be worried about how she tasted, if she was smothering him.
That wasn’t the way it was at all. She couldn’t think of anything past how soft and warm that tongue felt on her pussy. And the sounds Bo was making didn’t make her think she tasted bad. He was sucking at her flesh like it was the sweetest peach he’d ever tried, and he didn’t want to miss a drop of her juice.
Trev brought her attention back to him. “It’s my time, darlin’. If I don’t get in your mouth soon, I’m afraid I might just come all over my own stomach. We’ll go easy this time. Tomorrow, not so much. Tomorrow, I’m going to tie you up, and you’ll suck both of your Masters. Your belly is going to be full of cum.”
She felt Bo’s soft shout of approval against her flesh as Trev pressed his cockhead to her lips.
“Open up for me. Take me in.”
She opened her lips, Trev’s cock slipping behind her teeth. He was big. Even the head of his monster cock stretched her jaw open. She let her tongue come out to taste him for the first time. Her senses were surrounded with his touch and taste and smell. He’d obviously had a shower out at the ranch. He smelled clean and masculine, all soap and musky man. Pre-cum pulsed on her tongue. It was salty and warm. She lapped at the little slit on the head of his dick, begging for more of his taste.
“God, Bo, she’s a fucking natural. Her mouth is so hot. It’s so fucking small.” Trev’s voice sounded strangled. His cock fucked into her mouth in short strokes. He held her head with one hand, his cock with the other. She’d only taken a quarter of him, and she was already struggling. But he tasted so good, she wouldn’t even think about stopping.
Bo’s tongue fucked her pussy, spearing her, making her gasp around Trev’s cock.
“Oh, she liked that, man. Do it again.” It seemed Trev could feel her pleasure.
A long stroke of Bo’s tongue had her writhing. She fought the instinct to sit on Bo’s face and force him to make her come. It wouldn’t take much. She was so close. Her whole pussy was pulsing with the need to come, but she had to take care of Trev. Bo’s tongue fucked her in long, languorous strokes, each one punctuated with a little teasing lick to her clitoris. It was just enough to make her howl, but not send her over the edge. It was maddening. Beth tried to focus on the cock in her mouth.
“Baby, I’m so close. Suck at it. Suck me hard.” Trev’s hand tightened in her hair, and he pulled her head forward, forcing her to take more of his hot length.
She groaned around the cock in her mouth. Trev’s dick took up all the space. She tried to relax. She wanted more of him. She wanted to take all of him in and swallow as he hit the back of her throat, but he was too big, and she was far too inexperienced. She would have to practice. She would have to suck him over and over until she got it just right. Mouse was a perfectionist, and she wanted to be the best oral sex Trev McNamara had ever had.
She gave up trying to get her tongue around him and sucked. She felt her cheeks hollow out as she suckled the dick in her mouth.
“Oh, god, girl, you’re killing me. Just let it happen. Relax. Let me fuck your mouth.” Both of Trev’s hands tangled in her hair. He held her hard and fucked deeply into her mouth. Bo never let up on the slow slide of his tongue. Between the hard, relentless cock in her mouth and the languid tongue in her pussy, Mouse was pretty sure she was going to die if something didn’t let up soon. All the while, Bo played with the plug in her ass, the jangled sensation reminding her that they claimed every inch of her body.
Then Trev groaned, the sound coming from deep in his chest, and warm cum covered her tongue. His cock jerked, giving up its cum in long jets of fluid. She swallowed down Trev’s essence. Again, it was so different than she’d imagined, so much more intimate and wonderful. She had a part of Trev inside her. She had a piece of him filling her. She wasn’t afraid of his punishment tomorrow. She was looking forward to tasting Bo, to learning the difference between them. How would they taste when their cum mixed in her mouth?
Trev’s thrusts slowed, and he popped out of her mouth. She kept sucking as he softened, not wanting to give up her treat. She licked him one last time before letting him go.
“That was amazing, darlin’. I couldn’t have asked for more.” Trev’s breath sawed in and out of his chest. There was a fine sheen of sweat covering that gorgeously cut torso, each rippling muscle a testament to his athletic grace. “Bo, she’s yours. Take her. Fuck her.”
Mouse was on her back in a heartbeat. Bo flipped her over and covered her body with his big one.
“You taste like honey, baby. You taste better than anything I’ve ever known.” His blond hair was cut close to his head, giving him a stark look without his ever-present Stetson. He looked different than her happy-go-lucky friend. He pushed her legs apart with his own, making a place for himself. His cock pressed against her pussy, sliding in her juices. She could still see her arousal on his lips and chin. He didn’t bother to clean up.
Sex was sweaty and dirty and so, so good.