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She looked around and sighed. “It’s wonderful, just wonderful.”

When David put her down, she walked farther into the room. Everything had been scrubbed. The dust and cobwebs were gone, the air smelling clean and fresh.

“Look.” Win pointed to the corner. “They even got us a tub big enough for the three of us to soak in.”

Kat smiled and turned to face her husbands. “So, what’s next in this once-in-a-lifetime honeymoon?”

She sighed when David’s hand came up and cupped her cheek. Gentle pressure on the back of her head brought her head closer to his. He leaned down and brushed a quick kiss over her forehead.

“Now, we make you ours.” Win leaned in and pressed his lips lightly to hers. She let her lips part for his tongue, deepening the kiss as he pulled her closer.

David spun Kat around, breaking her kiss with Win. His mouth ground down over hers, his tongue sweeping inside. Arousals poked her from the front and the back.

Win pressed against her shoulders, kissing her neck, nipping at her earlobe. His hot breath curled across her flesh like flames, igniting her blood. His hand slid up her side and began unbuttoning her dress, pulling the material apart and dragging it down her arms.

David’s tongue twirled with hers while he brought his hands up and cupped her breasts. He nipped her lip as he began caressing her round globes. Her hand snaked down, dipping into the waistband of his denims.

Win shoved her dress roughly down her hips, taking her petticoat and thong with them. He tapped her feet, urging her to step away from the pile of clothing. He let his fingers slide up her legs, his hands rough with calluses.

David stepped back, pushing his pants to the floor and peeling the shirt from his body. His chest and arm muscles flexed as the shirt whipped over his head. Their mouths fused again as he backed her toward the bed, a cool breeze blowing over her heated flesh.

Win turned her around and pulled her to his naked chest. He stormed her mouth with a deep, claiming kiss, stroking his tongue along her lower lip. The pads of his fingers gently squeezed and twisted her hardened nipples. His thumb rubbed her swollen nubs as his knee pushed between hers.

Kat reached out and slid her hands up Win’s smooth chest, tweaking his nipples between her fingers. She leaned close, her lips finding his nipple and sucking softly.

 

* * * *

 

David watched Kat’s lips close over Win’s nipple and groaned. He reached around her sides and feathered his fingers across her swollen nubs, trailing them down through the valley of her breasts.

Win scooped Kat up and laid her in the middle of the bed.

David climbed on beside her and lowered his mouth to her breasts, tracing the outline of her dark areolas with his tongue. Bending, he licked a long, slow path up from her bellybutton to her right nipple, drawing the tight bud into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth. He glanced up to see Win kiss his way across her neck and chin to cover her mouth with his.

David sucked strongly on her engorged nipple and felt a pair of arms surround him from behind. He nuzzled his face against her breast and turned to look over his shoulder.

“I think we should take her together this time,” Win whispered against his ear.

“What about it, love?” David took her breast into his mouth, and she moaned. “You ready to take us together?”

She snorted against his neck and looped her arms around his shoulders in a loose hug and then began to explore his muscled back. “I’m more than ready, husband.”

David pulled her flat to the bed and moved on top of her.

Win stroked his hands up and down David’s arms, lingering over the hard muscles of his biceps and shoulders.

David let his finger trail over the top of her ear and down her neck, teasing the tops of her creamy breasts. Leaning close, he brushed the hairs on his chest across her nipples, his long fingers brushing by her belly to rest at the top of her mound. He massaged her clit with his thumb as he spread her pussy lips wide with two thrusting fingers, teasing the engorged flesh with the slippery digits.

“You’re already so wet for us.” He plucked and teased the little nub, slipping his thick index finger inside of her, moving it slowly in and out before tracing her cleft again. Scooting down, he licked at her clit, using his fingers to pull back the hood.

He licked and sucked, then pushed first one and then another finger inside her wet core. The walls of her pussy closed around his fingers, a fresh surge of cream erupting and coating his hand. With a loud moan, she shattered, her body convulsing in pleasure. “Yeah, honey, come for us.”

Win pressed a kiss against her forehead. “We wanna take you together, Kat. David in your sweet pussy and me in your ass. Will you let us do that?”

Panting, Kat nodded her head. “Yes, please.”

David licked her stomach. “Win’s gonna take your ass because he’s not as thick as me, and we don’t want you to have any pain. Well, at least not much pain.”

“Okay, what do I do?”

David rolled to his back and urged her to straddle him. Anchoring her hands on his shoulders, she impaled herself slowly. Cupping her bottom in his hands, he raised and lowered her on his cock, his breath hissing in and out. His hips flexed, sinking his cock in a little deeper, her hands on his shoulders as she rocked her hips.

 

* * * *

 

“Lean over a little bit, darlin’.” Win pushed down until her breasts rested against David’s chest. “That’s good.”

“You be gentle.” She glanced over her shoulder. “That’s hallowed ground back there.” She wiggled her bottom in an enticing move.

He laughed and rubbed his hands across her buttocks, spreading and squeezing. She gasped when his thumb brushed lightly near the delicate sphincter. He traced the little ring of muscles, his fingertips drawing a lazy circle. She stopped moving when his fingers slid over her anus.

“You okay, love?”

“Yeah,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”

Win reached down and grabbed the jar of Vaseline they’d left on the floor beside the bed. He lubed up one finger, spread it around the little opening, and slipped inside, past the outer muscle, into the dark hole. “Relax your bottom, Kat. There might be a slight burn but it’ll go away quick enough.” He eased his finger in farther, sliding it in and out several times.

He continued pumping the finger until he felt her pushing back against them. That finger, pushed deep, was soon joined by a second, and then a third. “You’re so blessed tight. I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she gasped. “Just go slow.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll stretch you out and everything will fit fine.”

Kat raised her butt and pushed back, moaning as his fingers pressed deeper.

“Come on, relax your bottom.”

“I’m trying.”

“Distract her, David. Play with her.”

David’s hand disappeared between their bodies, and Kat groaned, her head falling back, her eyes drifting shut.

Win liberally coated his cock with Vaseline and lined up with her opening and pushed forward, her moans echoing out into the room when he replaced his fingers with his cock. Deep, guttural cries burst from her arched throat.

 

* * * *

Kat trembled from the anticipation of them both filling her at once. She’d only read about things like that in the romance novels she enjoyed. A burning feeling gripped her as Win slowly forced the length of his shaft into her body.

“Damn, cowboy! You trying to kill me?” She hissed as he plunged in again.

“Okay, worst is over. I’m balls-deep now, love. I’m gonna try and sit still until you get used to me.”

“No, God, no. Don’t sit still. Move or do something.”

Win pulled out only to slide back in slowly. He pulled out again, making the pain ease, and then glided forward until he was firmly pressed against her back.

She sighed and wiggled her butt a little.

“That’s it, feel the pleasure.”

David’s hand’s cupped her cheeks. “Fuck me, Kat.” His hips began to move, setting a rhythm with Win.

Win released a harsh breath and drove deeply, grinding his hips against hers. His hands cupped the sides of her breasts, sliding beneath the swells to cradle their full weight in his palms. David leaned forward, his teeth closing around one nipple. His eyes closed, and his hips thrust upward. In one swift motion, he began gliding in and out with urgent strokes. When he pushed in, Win pulled out.

Win began to move faster, working his thrusts against David’s movements. She clamped her inner walls around David’s shaft as he pounded into her, withdrawing and pushing again in rough, jerky motions.

“Yes,” she groaned. “Don’t stop.”

A thunderous roar exploded from David as his seed spewed inside her. She could feel the pulsing of his climax as the heat spread inside her pussy. Her body arched into the hot rush of sensation, and an orgasm tore through her like an explosion, causing her to scream. Shivers of delight raced up her spine when Win screamed her name, and a flood of warmth spread inside her ass.

Panting, Win pulled her off of David and collapsed onto the bed. “We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

“No,” she groaned. “I’m definitely not hurt. That was the most fantastic loving I’ve ever had.”

David cuddled close and pressed a kiss on her shoulder. “You have to stay with us forever now. We wanna build a home with you and have a family.”

“I want that too, David. At least three children, hopefully all boys.”

“No, all girls.”

Win laughed. “How ’bout we have four children, two of each?”

“Deal.” Kat kissed him deeply, her hand tracing down his chest.

David snuggled up to her back. “You can’t ever leave us again, love.” He snickered. “You know why?”

Kat frowned and leaned back on the pillow. “Okay, I’ll bite. Why?”

He motioned for Win to move closer, and they cocooned her in their body heat. “Because when Kat’s away, nobody plays.”

 

 

THE END

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

 

I was born, and raised in the great southern state of Tennessee. In my youth, I studied nursing, and spent several happy years working in the hospitals there until I branched out into medical management in 1980.

In 1998 I was managing a medical supply house in Chattanooga, when I met the love of my life. The only problem facing me then, he lived way out in Oklahoma. You see, we had met in a chat room!

He romanced me daily with love letters, flowers and phone calls. It wasn’t long before I uprooted myself, and moved west to join him. We married in 1999, and then continued our fantasy romance all over the world. Together we have traveled in almost all of the Continental United States, and taken trips to Canada and China.

I retired from working in 2002 and it wasn’t long before my husband was encouraging me to find some kind of outlet to occupy my time, something that was challenging, and rewarding. I was already obsessed with reading about romance, and I began to think I could probably write a good, romantic story. My husband heartily agreed with me. With that encouragement, I began writing my first book. I wasn’t really convinced that anyone else would find it interesting, but he pressed me to take a chance and send it in to a publisher. To my surprise, it was accepted, and now I’m able to share it with readers everywhere who like a “happily ever after” story.

Today, I’m living in California with my, still romantic, husband of twelve years, and our boys. Our boys consist of Beau, Midnight, and Bubba, three male cats that allow us to live with them and serve them at their leisure. I continue to write almost daily, hoping that someone, somewhere will get the same enjoyment from reading my stories, that I get from writing them.

 

 

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