“May I have my silverware, please? My food is getting cold.”
With caution, the twin who’d taken it handed the utensils back, but she was thinking about how she could turn this to her favor. Did she dare attempt the fantasy she’d always had? Well, not always, but since she first met Lenny.
Her stomach quivered at the memory. She and Randy were going at it in the basement, having sex on the pool table when Lenny came down looking for Randy. She saw the hunger on his face as he gawked at her breasts. He’d said something, then left.
She had liked the idea of him liking what he saw so she’d suggested they invite him to join them sometime. The idea excited him, causing him to lose his load all too soon.
The threesome never happened, but it didn’t stop the fantasies, even after she hooked up with Lenny. Randy was the wild side to Lenny’s soft, loving side. It’d be yummy to have her cake and eat it, too. However, she wasn’t comfortable approaching Lenny about the idea for fear of him thinking he didn’t satisfy her like his brother did.
The truth was, he more than took care of her. But now, well…now they had opened the door. Why not try to take them through it? Or at least foil their plan in the attempt…
She finished eating, set her plate in the sink, then told them, “When you’re finished cleaning up the kitchen, come find me.” She left them with their mouths hanging open. Guess they expected her to argue, maybe try to talk them out of it. Not this time.
They wanted her to play? Then she was going to enjoy herself.
Jackie looked up when the guys came into the living room. Letting her eyes roam over one, then the other, she grinned. “A wet t-shirt contest? Why wasn’t I invited?”
Sauntering across the room, she said, “Oh, I guess I’m the judge.” She ran a finger up their chests, flicked viewable nipples as she began to put her plan in motion.
“Mmm, I think this shirt is wetter.” Digging her nails into the material, she ripped it open, giving the chest an appreciative look.
“Yum!” She looked over at the other twin and winked. “I think this is going to take some real studying, some hands on for me to know absolutely who is who.”
She pulled the man with the ripped shirt closer and kissed the parted lips, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. He tangled with her until she pulled away. Bringing Randy’s lips to hers, she ran her tongue over them. They both tasted alike-dinner. She lingered before slipping into his mouth to give her husband a moment to grasp where 146
she was going with this. Randy sucked on her tongue and pulled on a nerve deep within her, bringing hot need straight down into her clit. She pushed him away before she ruined her own intention. He certainly hadn’t lost his touch, nor had her body forgotten how he commanded it. She eyed Lenny, who watched her with no obvious clue to give away who he was. Still-she knew. Looking from his glazed eyes to the matching set of his brother, she took a step back.
Smiling, she rested the tip of her tongue on the roof of her mouth, studying the speechless boys. “I’ll be waiting.” Without hurry, she went down the hall to the bedroom, stripped, then stretched out on her stomach. Shame she didn’t have a camera recording their reaction. She hoped they’d consent to doing what they’re both best at-loving her their way, together. Her body was ready to be ravished.
With raised eyebrows, she watched the doorway, wondering where they were.
Had she ruined their plan, and hers? Or were they in the mist of their infamous rock-paper-scissor game to see who came first. If they tied. as they often did, she hoped they’d say to hell with it and both come. “Please, please, please, let both of them come,”
she prayed as she dropped her chin on the bed.
The lights went out, startling her, but then she relaxed. They were coming. The ache in her pussy grew. Her heart pounded in anticipation.
While she didn’t hear them come in, her sense of smell knew when they’d come into the bedroom, naked. She could smell their arousal. She smiled and waited. The bed dipped down near her legs. Her stomach quivered with anticipation.
“Mmm.” She moaned when they traced the sole of her feet with a fingertip. The mere anticipated touch had her tingling.
“Oh, god.” She groaned as tingles ran up her legs. Wet tongues washed over the soles of her feet, moved over her heel and trailed up her calves to the back of her knees. Her breathing quickened as they coupled the assault with feather-like touches skimmed over her thighs, teasing closer and closer to her pussy. She ached to move so fingers fell in, but whose? Tips of their tongues circled, ran along the curve of her cheeks then disappeared. She waited. What…where were they going to strike? She twitched, trembling with the unknown. They were taking forever.
Teeth grazed her butt cheeks, causing her breath caught as liquid fire surged through her. They skirted down, licking along the crease edging her thighs their breath fanning the curls covering the tunnel aching for attention. Moving her hips downward, Jackie dug her fingers into the edge of the bed. Torture, they were torturing her with slowness.
She needed to unleash her fire, their fire. She wanted them to become the lovers she knew them to be. It didn’t matter who was who. She wanted to taste, touch and feel them deep inside her-let her pussy claim their bodies. Unleash their uncontrollable need to pound her, to fill her with cum, to drive her over the edge. She wanted them to witness what she did to the other.
“Oh!” she said with quiet need as they trailed kisses up her back, along her spine, across her shoulders, down her arms, moving faster, their breathing coming out quick. A tongue swirled over her wrist, drawing groans from her, muffled by the comforter. God, Lenny knew it drove her crazy.
She pushed herself up to her knees and pulled her husband’s head to her breast.
His mouth latched on sucking with a deep hunger. Her eyes rolled from the rising need.
She grabbed Randy, taking his mouth a ferocious need. Shooting her tongue between his lips, he sucked until a deep ache screamed through her.
Pushing him away, she whispered, “Eat me.”
Jackie lay back on the bed, thrilled her husband came down with her. Randy moved between her legs and ran his tongue up from her crack to her protruding clit. Her fingers tangled in the dark hair of her husband suckling her breast as he molded and tweaked the other.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she whispered.
Randy thrust into her canal with fingers searching for her release button. He caressed it and backed off. “Oh, damn,” she whimpered. She moved her hips, trying to get him to do more. He thrust while mouthing, flicking around his magic fingers with his tongue.
“Oh, god.” Fire flamed from her breasts to her pussy. She wanted-no, needed-
raw sex. Jackie pushed Lenny from her chest, pulling away from both of her lovers long enough to position herself on all fours. She grasped his cock, licking up, down, circling, as shudders swept through her. Wrapping her lips around the head, she sucked hard, fast-hungry for the sounds her actions drew from him, hungry for the taste of his cum.
Hands slipped along her hips, gripping as hardness filled her tunnel. Shivers shimmied through her.
“Mmm,” she moaned around magnificent dick in her mouth. She slowed her mouth to rock back and forth on the shaft thrusting in and out of her. Lenny’s fingers tangled in her hair, ran over her back, pressing in as they went and he eased in and out of her mouth. She had the men where she wanted them. Finally!
“Oh, baby,” she heard as her lips met the base of his cock. He thrust, holding her as she bobbed, bringing him closer to shooting down her throat. She wanted it, needed it. The grunts from behind her said Randy was nearing the point of no return. The awkwardness of trying to give both cocks equal attention had her pressing back against Randy while she sucked with wild abandonment on Lenny’s length.