Giddy Up (14 page)

The move was exactly what she
wanted, and she relaxed into his possession.

The in and out rhythm they’d found
was uneven and passionate, full of lusty cries, hers the loudest of
them all albeit muffled from Ted’s cock in her mouth.

Tears coasted down her cheeks and
she knew they were from the abundance of love and pleasure she was
experiencing.

“Are you all right?” Matt’s concern
brought a smile to her face.

“Hai, I’m perfect.” She pulled his
brother’s cock from her mouth and muttered her answer. Sakura
intended to give Ted the orgasm she could feel coming closer to
breaking and took him back between her lips.

“You certainly are,” Ted said as he
held onto her head as she moved it up and down, fucking him with
her mouth.

Both men remained fairly still and
she moved her pussy and mouth over their hard-ons. Maybe they
struggled to let her be the one to control their fucking, but she
couldn’t tell. She was too enthralled with their
possession.

What had started out slow and
without rhythm swiftly turned into a loving dash toward a climax.
They moved as one entity and she was feeling nothing except an
abundance of satisfaction. Each entry and retreat they made,
filling her body, caused her heart to swell with more love than she
could stand.

In a few beats of her heart it all
became too much for her to handle and her release took over. The
only part of her moving were the muscles inside her pussy, holding
Matt’s hard cock captive. As quickly as she came, all her energy to
keep either man from moving was gone.

“Fucking fabulous,” Matt said as he
picked up speed fucking her slit. She wasn’t sure how he managed,
but his taking control of how she moved ended up pulling her lips
on and off Ted’s rod. That quickly he’d thrust her back again into
pleasures lush grip and ready to come.

The rod in her pussy was surely
thicker than she’d ever taken before, and yet it easily slid
through her slick channel. Ted was the first to find his release.
Other than his gripping her hair as he called out for her, she had
no warning before his seed flooded her mouth. His excitement was
there for her to feed off and, before she knew it, Matt was coming
with a shout.

Together, they sent her release
spiraling out of control. Screaming without a care in the world,
she was empowered by their tumbling over the climax ledge and found
her release again.

She was reluctant to move from her
place between the two of them, but her body ached once the heat of
passion subsided. The men, her men, must’ve realized she wasn’t
entirely comfortable as they efficiently moved her until she lay
crushed between their hot sweating bodies.

Her heart swelled and opened
further to embrace the two men. She would’ve cried with joy, but
had no tears left.

There was no place she wanted to be
more than held by them, cherished by them. She was exactly where
she was meant to be. There was no doubt in her mind they would stay
with her, through good or bad.

Knowing them as she did, Sakura
knew they’d encourage her to stretch beyond the comfortable
boundaries her parents had erected and seek whatever made her
happy. They may not have said the words, but she was sure they
loved her, as she did them.

“My cowboys,” she mumbled with a
smile. They all breathed heavily and the sweat glued them together.
It was naughty and beautiful, and she wouldn’t change a thing.
Their first time together was a moment of magic in what would
surely be a lifetime of wonder.

“I’ve never said this before
because I believe it’s not something to ever be taken lightly, but
I love you, princess. I’m glad you’re going to stay with us.” Ted’s
confession went straight to her heart and made it widen even
further. He was a tough man who had been to some ugly places and
worked a hard job well. Sharing what was emotionally a part of him
didn’t come easily, which made her all the happier he’d been able
to make himself vulnerable with her.

“My heart called out for you before
I ever left Japan. As far as I was concerned, today couldn’t have
come soon enough. We are a family now,” Matt punctuated what he
said with a kiss. “My love for you will never end.”

Their sincere words from their
hearts brought tears of joy to her eyes. There would never be any
regrets between them. They were meant to be together, as a
family.

“Feel all right, Sakura? Remember,
bondage doesn’t have to be painful. I like to be erotically
restricted when taken, but you may find something else more to your
liking. Don’t forget, it is for you to tell the guys if you’re
uncomfortable or have had enough.” Sunny wrapped the end of the
stretchy cord holding the bar with her hands attached to either end
above her head around the hook on the wall.

Flexing her arms, she found a
little give. There wasn’t too much, but enough to excite her and
steal her breath.

This was it, her first real taste
of the forbidden apple she’d had a few superficial nibbles from and
liked. Her lovers had used their hands and scarves to keep her
hands secured while they made love to her. The feeling it offered
her had been delightful, and she knew there was more. There was
even a time she’d dressed up in latex and they’d played with some
toys. Again, she’d enjoyed it all, although knew there was much
more to be discovered.

During one of her and Molly’s
frequent lunches with Sunny, the subject had come up and the door
to what she wanted was opened. The other day they’d hatched a plan
and she was excited it was finally happening.

“Yes, I feel good, and eager for
the guys to walk through the door. They’re going to be surprised,
aren’t they?” She’d seen plenty of old western movies and the
saloon girls were always sexy workers. Dressing up as one reminded
her of when she’d donned the geisha attire. They were both done
with seduction in mind. She hoped her foray into the Wild West
worked out as well as the other had.

“Oh, yes, they’re going to be
surprised, happy, and horny as hell kind of surprised.” Molly and
Sunny laughed as they stood back looking at her hanging there
mostly naked. What kept her from being totally naked was her saucy
red cowboy boots, black leather waist cincher, and a shorter than
short frilly skirt.

“Well, I hope so. I know I’m ready
for whatever this inspires them to do.” She wanted to be bound and
kept from doing anything. What she looked forward to was
experiencing being truly taken and pleasured.

“I’m buying a pot of the red makeup
crème. Your nipples are erotic, seriously hot. I want to tease my
Court with a flash of my small breasts dressed up to play.” Sunny
told her and she lifted one of Sakura’s large breasts hanging over
the cincher and let it gently fall.

“Go for it. On our night together
in Japan, Matt saw my painted nipples and seemed to like them.
Later I found out he’d told Ted how they’d looked and he got hard
in a heartbeat after he saw them for the first time.”

“Big or small, I have a feeling a
nipple painted red is like a bulls-eye. No one could look at that
and not get excited.” Molly giggled and Sakura noticed her friend’s
blush.

“Wait a second, how do you know?
Have you used it with Jon?” Her friend had turned closed mouth
about their relationship, but she knew there was something going on
between them.

“It’s time for us to leave,” she
said with a grin. “We’ll talk later.”

“Good luck, Sakura,” Molly told her
as they turned to go.

“Be safe and enjoy,” Sunny shared
with a smile.

After the barn door closed, she was
left bent over a saddle stand alone with her arms stretched over
her head. There were only the horses bedded down for the night in
their stalls for company. Two were missing, but they’d soon join
the others once her men arrived. She took a deep breath of hay, a
touch of animal along with a hint of manure, and let it out
slowly.

There was no fear in her, just
anticipation and excitement for whatever happened next. She was
anxious, though. Patiently waiting was not her thing, especially
when she could do nothing more than tap her booted toes. Even they
were hampered by the spreader bar holding them stretched far apart.
Every other part of her body was pretty much locked down, but it
was what she wanted.

Sakura figured she would find a way
to wait because she was sure the next few hours were going to be
worth it.

Closing her eyes, she knew exactly
what they’d find when they entered the barn. One thing was for
sure, they’d be thrilled to find her wet and secured for their
pleasure. The first thing they’d see was her from behind with her
hair loosely piled up and a feather poking off to the side. From
there they’d find flashes of skin and want more.

They were going to enjoy it
and…clanking of the metal latch and rusty squeak as the door pushed
open stopped her thinking. They were there and a horse somewhere in
the barn neighed while a few others rustled around their
stalls.

She almost laughed at the unusual
place for a seduction. Some wouldn’t consider a working barn a nice
place for what she wanted, but it was perfect for them. She was
turned on and ready to be fucked in a deliciously naughty way.
There was no doubt they’d be ready as well when they realized she
was bound for them to take.

“Fucking hell, she’s done it
again!” Ted called out as Matt followed.

Her peripheral vision confirmed her
friends had managed to get both men to lead their horses inside the
cool space without anyone else with them. Neither had a shirt on
and their hair looked wet. They must’ve cooled down and done a
quick wash, yet they still looked hot.

“What the fuck are you talking
about? Come on, get out of the wa—shit!”

The clatter of horses walking
across the wood floor made it hard to hear every word, but there
was no mistaking their surprise, and she laughed.

“Okay, cowboys, what are you going
to do to help this poor saloon girl? She’s been working hard all
day and has found herself in a bit of trouble. Can you help her
out?”

“I think we can figure something
out, can’t we, Matt?”

“We sure can,” he spoke quietly, as
if his attention was elsewhere.

Sakura giggled, thinking he must’ve
found the table of toys she and the girls had arranged
earlier.

For a moment, she believed there
wasn’t enough air in the world to sustain her, and she gasped for
more. Was the cincher too tight? No, she was simply excited and
unable to catch a breath. A calloused finger slowly slid across her
bare shoulders and she shivered.

From one side to the other, Ted’s
touch was gentle with rough, and her nipples tightened to hard
points. It hadn’t taken her long to recognize each man’s touch.
Their hands reflected the work they’d done most of their lives
around the ranch and at a desk, and found them both
thrilling.

Within a moment, there were hands
all over her, gently teasing her passion closer to the surface. She
closed her eyes to enjoy the experience in its entirety.

She looked down to find Ted had
bent over until his mouth latched onto her breast. He curled his
tongue around the excited point and pulled the nipple deeper into
his mouth. Sakura inhaled sharply and groaned when Matt bit her ear
lobe and tapped a hand on her backside.

“Shall we begin or do you want to
tell us how the meeting with your first client went?” Ted asked
with a hint of laughter in his voice. She went to answer him with a
saucy response, but was sidetracked.

Blinking, she looked at her lovers
and smiled. They stood back until she could see them. They wore
their boots and hats with hard-ons standing tall and firm, and
nothing else. It was exactly how she wanted them to be when they
were in total control of how their passion played out.

“Thank you, guys, I adore it when
my cowboys join the fun.” Ted once confided he imagined himself an
exotic dancer when he wore only his boots and hat. Maybe, but she
enjoyed them however they came. “Work later,” was all she managed
to say before they moved.

Watching Matt kneel in front of her
with a naughty grin spread across his face, he gave her the first
of hopefully many instructions of what to do.

“Sweetheart, give me a
kiss.”

When she stretched to close the
slight distance between them, she tightened her grip on the
spreader bar. She was thankful for the padded stand she rested her
stomach against, which kept her from pitching forward. With her
legs secured as well, there wasn’t much room to move. Breath caught
in the back of her throat when two hands shifted her scrap of a
skirt up around her waist then gripped her hips.

“Someone’s feeling frisky tonight
and wants to play. Shall we indulge her needs, Matt?” Ted gave her
backside a reassured stroke before a firm tap to each cheek. Oddly
enough it was a soothing touch and was followed by a cool drizzle
of liquid along her crack.

They’d taken her back there before
and she’d always enjoyed it. One night after they’d both taken her
anally, she’d admitted feeling particularly wicked because of how
delightful she found those bouts.