Not Too Tall to Love (7 page)

I just had a massive
orgasm. How can this be happening again?

Corey finally left her feet and swam up to her
head. There he went after an ear lobe, again sucking, biting, licking, drawing
it into and out of his mouth. Then he repeated the program on her other ear.

Meanwhile Derek’s mouth had moved to her
bellybutton where he was licking around the rim and thrusting his tongue
inside.

“Fuck, you guys are hot. Your teamwork is
awesome
,” said Andy as need coiled
tighter in her belly, and her nerve endings started to ache with the desire to
come.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Corey replied
as the men’s heads bent together, one dark, one lighter, each sucking a breast
into a hot mouth. Again they nipped and licked and sucked and teased until Andy
was shaking and gasping with lust.

“Come now,” ordered Derek, biting down on a
nipple as Corey thrust three fingers into her cunt. And she did, shaking and
gasping and thrashing in the water so that she would’ve sunk if the men hadn’t
been supporting her.

“Well done, love,” said Corey, kissing her
deeply before turning her head for Derek to kiss her, too.

Chapter Six

For the first time there was no rush to get up
in the morning, as Howard wasn’t meeting them until noon and it was a not
particularly demanding three-hour walk to the East
Haggity
parking lot.

“So we’ve plenty of time for a morning fuck,”
said Corey. “Day walkers won’t start until its light and it’s a three-hour
walk, so the earliest they could be here is 9:00 a.m., which gives us ninety
minutes to play.”

“Well, we need to be down there by noon and we
have to cook and pack up before that so maybe an hour,” argued Derek. “But I
agree, plenty of time for a leisurely fuck. And this morning
I
want
your
ass.”

“Oh good.
I do like being the middle of the
sandwich,” replied Corey, lust burning in his eyes as he looked at Derek and Andy.

Having had two orgasms the night before, Andy
was in the mood to play too, so she enjoyed teasing and tormenting the men, her
hands here and there, never long enough to satisfy, just enough to crank up the
tension. She kissed and licked at nipples, balls and mouths, first on Corey
then Derek, careful not to follow a pattern or be at all predictable. Soon both
men’s cocks were thick and hard and Derek was reaching for the condoms and
lube.

Andy was pushed onto her back on the sleeping
bags, and Corey lay over her, sliding his cock into her hot, wet cunt. Andy
sighed with the delight of his hard heat stretching and filling her.

Then Corey lay on her breasts, his weight on
his forearms, kissing her eyelids, her nose,
her
mouth
as Derek stretched and lubed his ass.

Derek slapped Corey’s ass hard a couple of
times and Corey gave a little shiver of delight as Derek eased his way past the
ring of muscles and inside.

Andy grabbed Derek’s shoulders pulling him down
firmly onto Corey so she could hold both her men at once.

She lifted her legs high and rested her ankles
on Derek’s back, remembering how Corey had liked that and hoping Derek did too.
She loved the way the three of them were together like one hot body, so close
and united in the act of sex.

The men continued to take it slowly, kissing,
licking and sucking each other and Andy, but gradually the speed increased as
their desires rose. Andy dug her heels into Derek and thrust her hips up into
Corey. The men thrust harder and harder, Derek into Corey and Corey into Andy,
both stroking together
, increasing
the sexual tension
enormously.

Andy pushed her taut, aching nipples into
Corey’s chest and Corey grabbed one and twisted it as he thrust deep inside
her.

“Yes!” screamed Andy, lifting her hips into
Corey’s pelvis and digging down with her feet into Derek’s back.

As her pussy walls rippled and milked Corey she
felt him come and his response ignited Derek so the three of climaxed almost
simultaneously.

Derek bit down hard on Corey’s shoulder and let
go of one of Corey’s hips to grab Andy’s breast.

“Yes indeed,” he groaned.

Corey put some water on to heat so they could
at least wash their genitals in warm water, and the three snuggled together in
the men’s joined sleeping bags as they waited for the pots to boil.

Andy loved the feeling of being surrounded by
hot, hard males. Their chests were like walls and their arms like iron as they
pulled her firmly against themselves, and her head fitted perfectly in the
hollow of their shoulders. In this lazy, quiet moment she felt cared for,
cherished and encompassed by warmth. Something she’d never felt before, even in
the best of her times with Perry.

* * * *

Well before nine the next morning they’d already
eaten breakfast, packed up their equipment and were on the trail down to the
parking lot. The three caught each other’s eyes and giggled as they passed a
young family on the trail—a determined-looking man with a large backpack
leading two young boys and his wife up the track.

“Oh my god!
If they had seen us last night,”
whispered Andy.

“Hell, yeah.
He looks like the type who’d’ve
called the cops,” added Corey.

Andy blushed at the thought of them last night
out in the open.
Firstly, her sucking off the men then them
giving her an orgasm in the river.
Their actions had been most
definitely X-rated rather than family-friendly entertainment. Laughing quietly,
she walked on down the trail, noticing that Corey stopped once or twice on the
way to pick up other people’s trash and put it in his bag.

* * * *

As he’d promised, Howard Clegg was waiting in
the parking lot, leaning against the hood of his SUV. They’d passed two other
groups of hikers on the way down, each walking at a brisk pace so presumably
planning to get to and from the River in the one day.
In fact,
thought Andy,
we
were quite fortunate to have the place to ourselves on a Saturday night as
people doing the walk over two days would presumably often do it across a
weekend.

* * * *

The three men chattered on and off on the drive
back to West
Haggity
, but Andy spent it mostly in
silent thought.

If they ask me to go
home with them tonight, which they’ve sort of vaguely hinted at, I definitely
will. But I have to be at work tomorrow so I’ll need to get some sleep, then
get home and do the laundry and unpack and get ready for work…

But what if they just
blithely wave me goodbye? I really like them. I want to keep seeing them. I
definitely want more of the sex. But it’s more than that. I feel connected to
them. Not love—well, not yet—but connection, definitely. So how will I deal
with it if they just cut me off? What will I say? What will I do? I have to be
strong,
Not
go all teary and whiny. But if they do,
it’s going to hurt…

* * * *

Howard was still talking happily as he dropped
them off. Fortunately he had to be somewhere else later that afternoon, so he
just lifted Andy’s pack from the SUV for her then said his goodbyes and pulled
out of the parking lot.

As Andy put her backpack in the trunk of her
car, Derek and Corey moved up on either side of her, until their bodies were
almost touching hers.

“We want you to come home with us tonight,”
said Derek.

“Please,”
added
Corey.

“We want to be inside you together again.”

“Hell, yeah.”

“We also want to get to know you better.”

“Find out your likes and dislikes. Do stuff
together other than hiking.
But definitely more fucking.”

Derek looked eager. “Hell, yeah, lots more fucking.”

Andy gasped at the intensity and heat coming
off them both.
“More fucking sounds good.
Getting to know each other sounds good too.
But I have to go
to work tomorrow, do laundry,
unpack
, stuff—”

“Well in that case we’d better have an early
night so you can get up in good time. And we’ve missed lunch so we’ll pick up
some pizza on the way home and have an early dinner,” said Derek.

“What kind of pizza do you like?” asked Corey.

“N-no anchovies or olives,” replied Andy, in a
daze at how fast things were moving.

“Excellent. Follow us,” said Derek, loping
across the parking lot to their car.

Corey leaned over and brushed a light kiss on
her mouth before jogging after Derek.

Feeling a little overwhelmed, Andy got into her
car.
Well, hey,
they still want me so I must have done something right.

One of them must have phoned ahead for the
pizza because when they pulled up at the store Corey ran inside and was out
again in a few minutes, three boxes in his hands. Then five minutes after that
they were turning into a long driveway in one of the nicer suburbs.

The house was a long, low, ranch-style building
in white clapboard, with a gray roof. The windows were picked out in the same
gray as was the front door. A large tub of pink geraniums gave a touch of color
to the front porch.

The garage door opened into a three-car garage
with one car already there and Corey jumped out of their car again to wave her
in beside them—then Derek closed the door. “Don’t bother about bringing in your
backpack. You definitely won’t be needing clothes,” he said, pulling her to him
for a hungry kiss.

“But first, food—I’m starving,” yelled Corey.

“Yeah, me too.
Breakfast was a long time ago and
porridge three days in a row is a very boring menu,” remarked Andy.

Corey had ordered three different styles of
pizza. The lovers relaxed around the polished teak kitchen table sharing slices
and chatting about everything and nothing as they had on the hike. The laughter
and easy-going camaraderie pulled at Andy’s heart strings.
Oh, I
do
like these men. I
do
enjoy their company. I want to stay friends
with them
.

Finally, Corey stood up and pulled her into his
arms. “We want to both be inside you together again. Are you still sore?”

Andy’s pussy clenched and her panties dampened
with need at the sound of his husky voice. “No, I’m fine. I want that, too.
Very much,” she whispered.

The men each took one of her arms and showed
her to their bedroom. It was a large room with a big sliding glass door leading
out to a heavily-treed backyard.

“We like to leave the curtains open and this
way we have privacy as well,” said Derek.

Andy nodded, her heart pounding and lust raging
through her at the thought of them both together inside her again.
Even if this is our last night together I’ll
have this memory. I’ll make sure it’s a good one, too.

Unconsciously she nodded then turned to Derek,
unsnapping his jeans and pulling the zipper down. She freed his cock and ran
her hand over it possessively. Then she turned to Corey and did the same.

“Shall we get undressed then?” she suggested.

“Shit, yeah,” said Corey, almost tripping over
trying to pull his jeans down without taking his boots off first.

“You, too,” said Derek.

Within moments there was a tangled heap of
clothing on the floor and three bodies tangled on the bed.

“Lie on your fronts. I want to play,” said Andy.

The guys grinned at each other and complied.
She pushed their hips and legs together then sat across the four legs. To their
utter amazement she started using their asses as bongo drums, humming “O Fortuna”
from
Carmina Burana
as she did so.

For the first half-dozen bars of the song the
men lay there, apparently totally stunned. Andy was so very excited by what she
was doing. Her pussy was dripping cream across the tops of their thighs and her
butt was wiggling from side to side as she played her ass-bongo drums. She
figured she was hitting them hard enough to create a sting but not hard enough
to hurt—just a very erotic sharp tap on each strong beat of the music.

“God, that’s hot,” groaned Corey. “I’ve got
such a boner!”

“Oh, yes,” agreed Derek, obviously rubbing his
cock on the sheets—she figured he was trying to ease the ache in it.

Andy found
herself
getting hotter and hotter. Those two yummy butts were crying out to be licked
and bitten as well as hit, so from time to time she leaned forward and swiped
her tongue over one or the other. And her nipples were aching so she bent lower
and lower to scrape them on the butts too. Unconsciously she swayed with her
humming and managed to drag her hot and needy clit against a thigh.