Two Cowboys for Cady (3 page)

Her breath caught in her throat as the men
moved almost as one, shucking off their pants and underwear with
the same sparse economy of motion. As one, they moved toward the
bed, diverging at the foot so each could lay one either side of
her. She stared up at the ceiling, struggling to remember how to
breathe, as Jace cuddled against her left side and Brody took up
position on the right.

“You’re just as sexy as I always thought
you’d be,” said Jace.

“Sexier,” growled Brody as he stroked his
fingers over her pussy, pausing to circle her clit with the
delicious friction from the panties. “Jerk-off fantasies can’t
compare to the reality, Cady-did.”

Heat bloomed in her face. “You, um,
masturbated while thinking about me?” Her voice came out as a timid
little squeak that did nothing to show how enthralling she found
the idea. Considering she’d done the same many times, she certainly
had no reason to feel outraged. Instead, she was even more aroused
and idly wondered if they had ever all masturbated to a fantasy of
their threesome at the same time?

“At least twice a week.” Brody pushed down
her underwear to touch her neatly trimmed hair, gliding a finger
through it to the soft lips underneath. “I can’t wait to be inside
you.”

Jace pushed lightly on her shoulder, urging
her to turn on her side. She bit her lip to stifle a cry of
surprise and a touch of protest when he stroked the crease of her
buttocks. “I’m dying to be in you too, Cady. Have you ever had a
threesome before?”

She shook her head, unable to resist the urge
to squirm backward against his thumb as he slowly pressed it
against the rosette between her cheeks.

“Ever had a man here before?” he asked,
probing gently.

Cady managed a nod.

“Tell me.”

It took a second to marshal her thoughts,
because Brody had chosen that moment to slip his hand inside her
slippery opening, dipping his fingers into the hole as though to
test her readiness before moving upward to circle her clitoris. The
panties against her heated flesh had been stimulating, but couldn’t
compare to flesh-on-flesh.

Jace circled her puckered bud in almost the
same motion, with the same sense of timing. “Don’t be shy, honey.
I’d like to know what lucky bastard had the pleasure of taking you
this way because I want to know how experienced you are.”

Cady clutched a handful of the quilt and
groped blindly with her other hand for hard male flesh, eventually
connecting with the top of Brody’s head as he slid down the bed,
bringing his mouth close to her pussy. “It’s been a while, but I’ve
had anal sex several times. I used to be paranoid about getting
pregnant, so my college boyfriend and I did it that way a lot.”

“Hmm.” Jace sounded slightly concerned.
“Anything more recent? I’ll bet your body’s forgotten the college
experience by now.”

“Toys.” She was so glad she didn’t have to
meet either of their eyes when she confessed, “I have a plug. I
love having it inside me while I use my vibrator in my pussy.” And
pretend both are your cocks. She left that thought unspoken, still
too unaccustomed to having them as lovers to be that honest.

Jace chuckled. “I’d pay to see that, honey.”
His sigh sounded full of relief. “Well, hot damn. It’s like you’ve
been prepping for us all this time, huh?”

“Yeah.” She nibbled on her lip, indecisive
about her next confession as Brody’s mouth engulfed her slit. His
tongue pressed inside her, blazing a trail from her clit to her
taint that made her tremble and cry out under the onslaught. “Oh,
that’s amazing, Brody.”

He said something, but his mouth against her
intimate flesh muffled it.

“Several girls have told me he’s really good
at that.” Jace moved behind her, and she could visualize how a
moment later when he once again started kissing her back, slowly
working lower. Her buttocks clenched as she dared speculate about
his final destination. It had been years since a lover had put his
mouth there. Despite what she’d thought had been a very serious
relationship with Garrett, she had never dared ask him to kiss her
there, because he always complained so vigorously when she asked
him to go down on her pussy. The few times he’d bothered to do so
had been quick and unsatisfying.

“You aren’t the only ones,” she whispered,
almost hoping they wouldn’t hear her.

“Only ones what?” asked Jace as his mouth
reached the indent of her buttocks, and he blew warm air against
it, making her shiver.

“I’ve fantasized about fucking both of you
before, lots of times.” Practically every time she masturbated, she
was imagining being at the tender mercy of two men. Over the years,
those fantasy men had morphed into the two men she had always
thought were forbidden to her. “When I have my vibrator and plug
deep inside me, I’m always wishing it were the two of you.”

“You say the sweetest things,” said Jace as
his mouth entered taboo territory. She couldn’t help moaning and
shaking when he licked her crease, his tongue homing in on the
rosette waiting to be discovered. Brody’s tongue darted into her
pussy as Jace’s breached her back passage, and the two men
tongue-fucked her in a parody of what their bodies would do to her
later.

Cady released her hold on Brody’s hair to cup
her own breast, pulling and rubbing the nipple forcefully as her
lower body quivered under their sensual ministrations. “Oh, god, I
didn’t know it could be like this.”

Neither man replied, but they did increase
the rapidity of their tongue thrusts. Cady closed her eyes and
struggled to keep from squeezing her thighs shut to lock them
against her as Brody’s mouth moved north. He sucked her clit
between his lips, applying enough suction to make her thrust
mindlessly. A second later, two of his fingers massaged the opening
of her pussy before slipping inside. She took them easily, longing
for the hard length of their cocks.

As an orgasm burst over her, she called out
their names in a mangled sound of syllables, thrusting forward and
backward as fast as she could, unable to escape their mouths and
desperate for more. Mercilessly, her lovers continued to taste and
tease her, coaxing out two more orgasms before they finally let her
go so she could roll onto her back and draw in deep, rasping
breaths.

Brody lay down beside her, but Jace was still
perched on his side, watching them with a glint of possessiveness
in his gaze that made her hot for an entirely different reason than
their generous lovemaking.

She turned her head to kiss Brody, finding
her taste still lingered on his tongue. As she shifted slightly,
her hand brushed his engorged cock, and she stroked the uncut
length. Mouth watering, she sat up to examine it, finding him
solidly built, angled slightly to the left, and sporting a dusting
of blond curls under his cock that shielded his sac.
Experimentally, she put her hand under his balls, rolling gently.
“Can I taste you now?” she asked.

Brody groaned. “Cady-did, tonight is about
you.”

She smiled a secretive grin. “If it’s about
me, let me suck your cock. Yours too, Jace,” she said over her
shoulder.

With a shrug, Brody laid back, propping his
hands behind his head. “If you wanna, I’m not going to fight you
off.”

“Oh, I wanna.” Her legs threatened to
collapse for a moment as she changed position, moving to her hands
and knees to straddle Brody. Cady slid down his body in the same
slow, deliberate way he’d teased hers a little while before,
bringing her mouth to the tip of his shaft. “I love to suck cock.”
The things she was telling them should have shocked her, because
she had never discussed such things with previous lovers, but it
suddenly felt easy and natural with them. All traces of awkwardness
had gone. “I’m almost embarrassed to admit this, but I sucked my
first cock when I was just fourteen.” She licked his cock before
hovering with her mouth over the head. “I dated an older neighbor
boy, and I used to sneak out to meet him in my old tree house. I’d
suck him several times per week, though it never lasted long.”

Brody groaned, but she didn’t know if it was
because the way her lips brushed his cock with each word she
uttered or if her story was making him hot. “He didn’t have much
stamina. Do you, Brody?” She licked the shaft from tip to base.
“Can you last for a while, cowboy?”

He cleared his throat. “I’m sure gonna
try.”

With a throaty chuckle, she took his cock
into her mouth, finding an easy rhythm. As she sucked and played
with his erection, the bed moved as Jace got up. A couple of
moments later, it dipped again as he returned. Cady didn’t break
suction as Jace grasped her hips to lift her higher, so her ass was
angled in the air. She tensed a bit when he inserted a plastic
applicator inside her anus, but relaxed as warm lube filled
her.

“Do you mind if I make love to you here,
Cady?” asked Jace. “I want to make sure you can take me before
we’re both pounding away at you.”

She briefly stopped sucking to nod before
returning to her task. As the head of Jace’s cock probed her back
passage, she tongued the corona of Brody’s cock, sucking at just
the right moment to send him over the edge. Hot spurts of cum hit
the back of her throat as Jace surged inside her gently, stretching
her welcoming rosette with his tender thrusts.

There was a brief moment of discomfort, as
always, but it quickly faded as Jace slightly adjusted his angle
while slipping his hand between her thighs to stroke her clit. Cady
pushed back against him to meet each thrust, groaning as he took
her a little more forcefully. She cried out his name as he eased
her backward on her knees so she was kneeling. With an amazing feat
of agility, he never broke rhythm as Brody knelt in front of her,
taking her nipple into his mouth to bite gently. She pushed his
head more firmly against her, and he responded to the invitation by
sucking almost too hard. It was amazing, and she cried out when he
did it again.

Brody stopped. “Too much?”

She shook her head. “Just right, but I want
you to fuck me, Brody. Please, I want you both inside me.”

Jace stilled, but kept his erection deep
inside her. Brody lay back again, and she moved forward to mount
him, whimpering in protest at the necessary separation from Jace.
Fortunately, it was only temporary. After she had taken all of
Brody’s thick cock inside her pussy, Jace was once again behind
her, gently parting her cheeks to nudge his cock against her
rosette. He entered carefully, and she gasped when both men were
embedded inside her.

It was too much. They put her toys to shame,
and she didn’t think she could accommodate both of them. Cady bit
her lip, stifling the urge to ask them to stop. She wanted them
both so much, and tears pricked her eyes that her body was failing
her.

After a moment, the overfull sensation
lessened, and she started to think she could take both her lovers
simultaneously. They thrust into her slowly, at first moving in
counter motions to each other. Cady had only to focus on staying
relaxed and open to them, because their bodies propelled her
between them, and her men did most of the work.

They fucked her slowly and gently until she
began writhing, urging them to go faster and harder. “More,
please.” What had previously seemed impossible now seemed like not
enough. She needed more from them. Everything they had to give
her.

Jace and Brody seemed to understand what she
wanted, because they increased their thrusts, pounding at her in a
way that had her screaming into an orgasm in moments. Less than a
minute later, Jace came inside her ass while Brody filled her pussy
with spurts of his satisfaction.

In a blur, she moved with them to lie on the
bed, winding up cuddling between both men. Blissfully exhausted,
she managed to caress both of their stomachs for a moment, enjoying
the view of their hardened cocks slowly softening. Her mouth
watered to lick the cum from them, but she held herself in check,
mainly because she was just too worn out from their energetic
lovemaking to do much more than close her eyes and go to sleep.

Chapter Three

Cady woke feeling chilled the next morning
and soon discovered why. Both solid male walls that had sheltered
her all night were gone. She was tucked up under the Americana
quilt, but it was no substitute for two hot cowboys. Being early
April, it wasn’t all that cold anyway, but she still felt their
absence, as though her body had adjusted to having them surrounding
her and now couldn’t live without them.

That wasn’t good. She didn’t want to want or
need Jace and Brody. This had been a one-time thing. There was no
future in threesomes, and she’d had her heart broken enough to know
it wasn’t something she wanted to experience again. So, she’d have
to deal with post-coital awkwardness in a polite way, she decided
as she climbed from the bed and began collecting her clothes. One
of the men had thoughtfully put her blouse over a hardback chair in
the corner, but there was no sign of her bra.

Well, at least she’d have most of her dignity
intact when she went into the living room. It’s not as if her
moderate C-cups were going to be all that bouncy without a bra
anyway. No way was she going to undertake a game of Find the
Brassiere before making her escape.

There was a bathroom across the hall, and it
had the look of desertion suggesting it was also reserved for
guests. At least a towel was hanging up, and it smelled fresh. She
showered quickly, dried even faster, and dressed in record time.
The still-damp crotch of her panties reminded her she had been
soaking wet last night. They were still too moist to wear. Cursing
softly, she stuffed them into the pocket of her jeans before
sliding them on commando-style, wincing as the rougher fabric
settled against her now super-sensitive flesh. She was a little
tender on the inside as well. Too bad there was no chance of having
a nip of the hair of the dog. Just the memory of how they had
fucked her made her nipples harden, and she had to bite back a
moan.