Lydia's Twin Temptation (30 page)

When she was able to speak, Lydia said, “Thank you, Clayton. You make me feel so…”

“What, Lydi?” he asked, genuinely curious.

“Wild. Free. You both make me feel that way.”

Clayton kissed her and said, “I love you, Lydi. Making you feel good is what this weekend is all about.”

Chance said, “I love you, too, baby. You own me, heart and soul.” He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles.

With the meal finally over, Clayton helped her from his lap and said, “Know what I want you to do, Lydi?”

“What, cowboy?”

“I put the cushions out on the deck furniture. Pick one and lay down.”

She nodded as a tremendous thrill rushed through her. Slowly, she turned and opened the front door. The setting sun cast everything in a golden light, and warm air rushed over her, but she was too excited to notice the fading evening heat.

Stepping out barefoot on the deck, she walked down to the grouping of furniture and picked the widest of the lounge chairs. She lay down on it like Clayton had asked as they made their way out onto the deck and slowly walked toward her, still fully dressed.

Clayton carried a handled bag in his hand, and she was pleased to note that he had done a little shopping at Discretion, too. She appreciated very much that she was loved by two men comfortable enough with themselves to shop in a boutique like that.

Clayton placed the bag on a table out of her reach and then stood beside her. She looked up at him feeling such longing that her heart palpitated with it. His cock was extremely swollen inside his blue jeans, and she hoped that soon he’d take them off.

Chance stood on the other side of the lounge chair, and he was in a similar condition.

She sat up and said, “Can I?” as she feathered her fingertips along both Clayton’s and Chance’s hardened lengths simultaneously.

Clayton shook his head and said, “Not yet, Lydi. Right now I want you to scoot down and lay back. Bring the pillow with you, honey. We want you to be comfortable.”

Chance and Clayton guided her so that her ass was near the bottom edge of the chair. Her cunt was pulsing with excitement by the time Clayton knelt down between her legs and smiled devilishly at her.

Chance caught her attention when he knelt next to her and kissed her lips as he stroked callused fingertips over her breasts and then kissed them before he started teasing her nipples.

Lydia shuddered as a delicious tremor passed through her when Clayton’s hot mouth finally made contact. He licked her slit up one side then the other. Teasingly, he laved her opening and then dragged his tongue in a heavy stroke over her clit, which now throbbed like crazy. Over and over, he stroked her and then gradually began caressing her with his fingertips as well. His leisurely petting was driving her to sensual distraction, and her hips moved in a rhythmic motion all their own to meet his mouth and his fingers.

“Do you want to suck Chance’s cock, Lydi?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll bet he’d like that,” Clayton said then continued to lick her pussy.

Chance released his belt buckle and undid his fly. His cock sprang free, and she smiled when she realized he’d gone commando today.

Chance smiled when she noticed and said, “Easier access for you, baby.”

“Definitely. Come here, handsome.” She propped herself on her elbows and angled her upper body toward Chance so she could reach him.

What Clayton was doing felt so good, and she wanted to do more than just take from them right now. She licked the broad, purple head and then sucked him into her mouth.

“Damn, baby. You’ve got a hot, little mouth.”

She wriggled closer to take more of him, her head at the perfect height on the pillow. Clayton placed a steadying hand on her abdomen and continued to play with her pussy. By now she was praying he would finger her or do something to take the stimulation to the next level. He kept petting and licking, so she kept sucking. Eventually, she settled into his rhythm and used the same slow strokes on Chance’s cock as Clayton was using on her pussy.

“You’re killin’ me, baby. It’s so good,” Chance said with a hiss as he continued to stroke and tease her breasts and nipples. Her pussy and her breasts felt swollen and in need.

She released Chance’s cock from her mouth and pleaded, “Please, Clayton.”

Clayton stood up at her words and licked his lips as he undressed. She giggled when she saw he was commando also. He smiled playfully and crooked his finger at her as he sat in the other lounge chair and lay back. When she would have straddled his hips facing him, he stopped her and had her climb onto the chair facing away from him, straddling only his right thigh. He stroked her hips as she settled on him and said, “Move back just a bit more.”

He helped her into position and fit his cock to her slippery opening and slid inside. The position felt odd, and she was afraid she might accidentally kick him until he moved her left foot under his thigh and out of their way.

“This position is different to you, Lydi, but I want you to experiment with it. You can lean forward and rub your clit against my thigh or finger yourself, while Chance and I watch you.”

His words inflamed her as she realized they were indeed lying back, doing just that. She contemplated stopping and insisting on a more familiar position, but this was her hedonistic weekend and she wanted to try everything they had to offer.

She arched her back and ground her pussy against him, and Clayton groaned. She smiled and swiveled her hips and began rocking in a motion that she chose, at the rhythm she set. Groaning as fresh moisture bathed his cock inside her, she discovered the power this position afforded her. She heard the snap of the lubricant bottle and groaned when she felt his fingertips at her asshole.

Chance said, “Can I have your ass after Clayton is done, baby?” His voice was thick with arousal, and her body responded with a telltale quiver.

“Fuck, yeah. That felt like a
definite
‘yes’ from Lydi.” Clayton eased the lube around her asshole, and his thumb pressed against her as she fucked him. The pressure and utter naughtiness of what he was doing propelled the lust driving her to a whole new level.

“She’s so tight, Chance. You’ll have to be careful and slow but it’s worth the extra time.”

She sat up and began pumping up and down on his cock. Clayton gladly provided when she reached back for a bit of the lube on her finger and began stroking her clit.

“Oh, Clayton, you feel so good inside me!” She grasped his leg and concentrated on riding his cock. A rasping groan came from Chance who was still reclining in the other lounger beside them. Clayton growled as he caressed her lower back, and knowing that he watched her ride him drove her wild. She strummed her clit, and her orgasm hit in wave upon gripping wave of pleasure. “Oh, yes!”

He moved with her but didn’t come just then. When she was done, he helped her off of him and had her move to her hands and knees on the sturdy lounge chair. When she was where he wanted her, he knelt behind her and fed his cock into her even more slippery pussy. He reached around for her clit and stroked it with each hard thrust of his cock until she clenched on him, cried out, and came again.

A howl burst from Clayton as he wrapped his arms tightly around her and drove home several more times. He finally stilled, and she felt each pulse of his cock inside her as he filled her pussy with his cum. She wanted every drop of it. He pulled from her and then took a moment to caress her slick pussy.

Incredibly, she only felt ready for more as she caught her breath. Wild lust and desire raged in her blood, and she wasn’t going to be satisfied until she’d had them both. Chance helped her rise and kissed her when she wrapped her arms around his waist. He’d taken the time to remove his clothes, and his fit, tanned body was illuminated by the fading rays of the sun as it slipped beyond the horizon. Chance sat her back on the other lounge chair and knelt between her thighs, positioning her so that each of her ankles rested on his shoulders. He used gentle fingers to spread her pussy lips and teased her opening with his cock, giving her only shallow thrusts until her pussy clenched with need.

“Chance, please fuck me!”

He wrapped his arms around her thighs and slid deep with one powerful thrust. Her hips flexed as he fucked her with rapid, firm strokes. Her breasts bobbed with each thrust, and that made her nipples even more sensitive. She looked over at Clayton, and he grinned lazily at her as he watched Chance fuck her.

She turned back to Chance and groaned in delight when he grasped her ankles and slowed his thrusts. He spread her legs wide and watched as his cock slid in and out. Clayton handed her a bullet vibrator, a new toy, and said, “He has his hands full, but he won’t mind if you use that.” Lydia switched it on and slid the small vibrator through her slit. Her back arched with the first stroke to her pussy, and she stroked around her clit with it. The swirling vibration added to the stimulation of his big cock inside her. Her pussy convulsed rapturously over and over until she switched the vibrator off and her arms flopped bonelessly to the cushion.

Chance smiled down at her and positioned his still-rock-hard cock at her anal opening as he held up her left thigh. She marveled at the staying power these two men had as he pressed his cock to her tight asshole.

“Relax for me, baby,” he murmured as he stroked around her opening.

Her asshole resisted at first but gave in with more ease than the first time. Gradually the head of his cock slid inside her, and she panted softly at the invasion. The nerve endings in her asshole were alive with fiery tingles as he slid in a bit more, and she moaned at the completely conquered feeling his cock in her ass inspired. She was his. She was Clayton’s. She belonged to them both, and they belonged to her. The last resistance faded with that thought and his cock slid home as he groaned deeply.

“Yes.”

Once again, he grasped her ankles and spread her legs wide as he pulled out a bit and then thrust back in. She arched against him with every stroke. Remembering the vibrator, she switched it on and pressed it to her opening. Her core convulsed and tightened down like a spring being wound too tightly. Each thrust brought her closer and closer to what she knew would be an explosive climax. The tension grew to almost painful proportions and a split second later she screamed as the mother of all orgasms struck her like a bolt of lightning. Her pussy and ass clenched spasmodically with wave upon wave of powerful contractions until she saw stars.

Chance cried out as his climax hit him, and he thrust several more times before finally stilling. His breath came in great, heaving gasps, and he adjusted his hold on her, so her legs were now relaxed over his forearms. She stroked his hips as she caught her breath. Crickets were chirping and singing, and she was awestruck as fireflies twinkled around the lake.

Chance slid his softening cock from her ass and helped her up from the lounge chair. Her legs were shaky as Chance held her close and Clayton closed in behind her. Between the two of them was the only place she wanted to be.

“Come with me, baby,” Clayton said as he stroked her shoulder and kissed it. Chance slipped into the house after assuring her he’d return once he’d cleaned up a bit. Clayton led her down the stone steps to the pier. Her body tingled with awareness as she experienced the sensual excitement of being nude out of doors.

With the sun already set, the light was fading fast, which gave her a feeling of security while, at the same time, the sensation of the evening air caressing her breasts sensitized those nerve endings. Her pussy tingled from their lovemaking, and her ass ached in a way that was more erotic than actually painful. In this place, she felt completely sexually free. She’d do anything either of those loving men wanted her to do.

For the moment, that meant sitting on the dock with them, watching the last of the light fade on the rippling lake and the fireflies as they gathered around them.

Chance joined them, and she was just about to settle between them when he said, “Baby, I don’t want you to sit on the bare wood.” He put her left arm around his neck and seated her across his lap so she faced Clayton who sat beside him.

She hadn’t minded sitting between them, but this was much more enjoyable as he stroked and cuddled her to him. She relaxed and tilted her lips up for a kiss.

Clayton pointed at the floating dock and said, “We spent many a summer day diving off of that into the center of the lake.”

“Did your whole family come here?”

Clayton nodded and said, “Oh, yeah. Every chance we got. My parents, my grandparents always came, and I remember them bringing great-Grandma out here with us once or twice.”

“Were there other kids?”

“We had a distant cousin who sometimes came to visit during summer vacations, but it was mostly just the two of us.” They told her a little of the history of the cabin and the ranch.

“I love it here.”

Clayton stroked her calf as he lifted it into his lap and said, “I’m glad to hear it, Lydi. We’ve looked forward to bringing you out here. I’ve also looked forward to giving you a break from all your hard work at the house. It looks great, by the way.”

“Thanks. I enjoy taking care of it. I feel like that’s one way I can make life easier for you. I enjoy my work. I hope that doesn’t make me sound weird. I’m not a nitpicker or control freak. I just like taking care of you.” Serving them in whatever capacity met a need she had as well.