Ty tugged his gaze from Zeke’s hard body and watched Marie, so incredibly sexy in her shiny skintight catsuit. His cock throbbed with need. She stepped to a bag sitting on the coffee table and pulled out some leather bands.
“Zeke, come here and kneel down.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Zeke knelt in front of her.
She placed a studded collar around his neck and fastened it with snaps.
“Hold out your hands.”
Zeke extended his hands in front of her and she wrapped a leather strap around each wrist.
“Now, Ty.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Ty knelt beside Zeke.
Her warmth and the play of her fingertips on his neck as she attached the collar sent heat thrumming through him.
“Your hands.”
He held them out and suffered the delightful torture of her fingers brushing against the inside of his wrist as she wrapped the leather around it and snapped the strap closed, then did the same to the other wrist.
“Now stand up, both of you.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Ty and Zeke said at the same time.
Once they stood up, Marie circled around them, admiring.
“Quite nice. I think there’s one important thing my stallions are missing, however.”
Twenty-one
Ty watched as Marie reached into her bag again and drew out two long black tails. Attached to red butt plugs. Ty’s ass clenched at the sight of them. She wasn’t really going to—
She smiled wickedly. “My stallions look naked without their tails.” She pulled a bottle of lubricant from her bag and handed it to Zeke. “Help Ty with his tail.”
Zeke glanced at Ty, who grimaced.
“Uh … yes, Mistress.”
Zeke opened the bottle and slathered the red butt plug with gel, then walked behind Ty. Ty leaned forward, resting his hands on the back of the couch, readying himself for his new appendage. A second later, Ty felt Zeke’s slick finger stroke between his cheeks, then press against his back opening. Slowly, the tip of his finger pressed inside, then he circled around. Then a second finger pushed inside.
Ty drew in a deep breath. God, it was weird, and yet wildly erotic, having Zeke touch him this way. And the heat in Marie’s eyes made it clear she was getting intensely turned on. Zeke drew his fingers away and then pressed the rubber plug against Ty’s opening. Slowly, it slid inside. Hard and slender, it pressed in deeper, until he felt the flared end of the plug against his cheeks, which would stop it from sliding in any farther. Hair draped down his ass and over the backs of his thighs. His tail.
He stood up, very conscious of the rubber device in his ass … and the hair whisking along his thighs.
Marie handed a tail to Ty. “Now you do Zeke.”
Right now, Ty really wanted to
do
someone. Marie would be preferable, but Zeke was definitely a real possibility the way Ty was feeling right now.
He took the bottle of lube from Zeke and smeared the gel on the plug as Zeke leaned his hands on the couch. Ty moved behind him, smearing lube on his fingers. Just as Zeke had done, Ty dragged his index finger between Zeke’s ass cheeks, then pressed against his anus. His finger slid inside the hot, tight passage. He circled around, getting Zeke used to his finger, then slid in a second finger. Zeke’s ass held Ty’s fingers in a tight grip. Ty swirled around, stretching him, then drew his fingers out and pressed the red plug against the puckered opening. Slowly, he eased the plug inside, watching it disappear inside Zeke’s ass. Finally, it was fully inserted and the black tail hung down his backside. Damn, it looked sexy.
Zeke stood up. Marie stroked along his tight butt, then slapped lightly. She reached for Ty’s ass and squeezed his cheek, then slapped him, too.
She sat on the couch. The men stood before her, awaiting instructions. She smiled at the intensely erotic situation. Two men at her beck and call. Ready to satisfy her every whim. And she had a very wicked whim right now.
“Unzip me,” she commanded.
Ty leaned forward and unzipped the crotch of her suit.
She opened her legs wide, very conscious of the cool air on her hot mound.
“Kneel down, stallions, and show me how good you are at … nuzzling.”
They both dropped to their knees. Ty leaned forward and kissed the inside of her thigh, a few inches above her knee. She could feel only the pressure of his lips through the fabric, but not the heat and moistness of his mouth. Zeke lifted her other calf and pressed his lips to the back of her knee.
“Mmm. That feels good … but I was thinking higher.”
Ty kissed upward, then nuzzled his nose along the naked flesh at the top of her thigh, beside her mound. Then he shifted, and his mouth covered her fleshy folds and he licked. Zeke kissed upward and licked the other side of her folds, then sucked the soft flesh into his mouth. Ty licked inside her folds, his cheek brushing Zeke’s, then he licked her clit and her head dropped back. He wiggled the tip of his tongue against her button, then glided along her slit. Zeke covered her clit and licked, then sucked it. She moaned, tossing her head from side to side at the exquisite pleasure. Her eyelids fell closed as she gave herself over to it.
Fingers glided along her slick opening, then slid inside. Mouths and fingers moved on her … in her … stroking … licking … sucking. Her insides tightened as fiercely pleasurable sensations exploded inside her. She moaned again and heat washed through her in waves. She gasped as intense pleasure pulsed along her nerve ends, catapulting her over the edge. Another flick on her clit … fingers stroked inside her … and hot liquid gushed from her insides. She moaned again.
Her head dropped back and she sucked in air as she regained a sense of time. The mouths and fingers moved away and she glanced up at the two men grinning at her.
“Well, you really are fine stallions.” She reached out for their hard cocks and wrapped her hands around them. “You deserve a treat.”
She tugged their cocks closer, then leaned forward and took Zeke’s cockhead in her mouth, then swirled her tongue over the tip. She drew him from her mouth and covered Ty’s bigger cockhead, stroking her tongue along the bottom ridge.
She stroked their hard shafts with her hands as she moved back and forth, taking one cock, then the other in her mouth. When Zeke seemed really close, she kept him in her mouth, bobbing up and down, then she tucked her hands under his balls, feeling the ring of steel around his cock, keeping him engorged longer than normal. Maybe she should have made use of the additional stamina the cock ring would give him in a better way, but it wouldn’t be fair to stop now. She cradled his balls firmly in her hand and sucked hard and fast as she glided up and down his hard shaft. He erupted into her mouth, groaning.
She released him, then turned to Ty and gazed at his huge cock. The desire to feel that immense shaft inside her became too much. It was time for her to ride him again.
“Lay down on the floor,” she commanded.
Ty lay back on the carpeted floor and Marie climbed over him, resting her knees on either side of his hips. She grasped his big erection and pressed the huge head to her slick opening.
Oh God, it was so big … and so hard! She pushed down on it. The bulbous head glided inside her, them up into her slick passage, stretching her. It felt like heaven.
“Oh God, that feels good.” She ground her hips down on him, impaling herself completely.
He stroked her hard nipple, peeking from the cutout in her suit. Zeke knelt beside them and licked her other nipple, then took it in his mouth. She moaned at the dual pleasure of being filled by Ty’s big cock and Zeke sucking on her nipple.
Ty wrapped his hands around her hips and she began to move. Up, then down, driving his cock inside her again. Up, then down. Blissful sensations burst through her as she rode the wave of pleasure, then cried out as a phenomenal orgasm burst through her, hurling her into ecstasy … and beyond.
He tightened below her, then liquid heat erupted into her.
Finally, she dropped onto his chest, completely sated. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close, stroking her hair from her eyes.
Love filled her as she snuggled against him, totally immersed in this wonderful man.
Twenty-two
“The reservation is for two o’clock?” Marie asked as Zeke opened the front door of the car for her.
“That’s right.” Zeke got in the backseat behind her.
Ty put the car in gear and drove down the winding path back to the road.
“A steam engine?” Marie asked.
“It’s a tourist thing,” Ty said. “It takes us on a scenic tour of Garrett Hills to see the fall foliage. Then we’ll stop in the village of Wakefield for an hour or so, then head back.”
“Sounds like fun.” She gazed out the window, watching the scenery pass by.
After they parked the car at the small train station, they approached the old train. A big black engine with three dark green and white passenger cars. Zeke took Marie’s hand and helped her step up into the train, then followed her through the car. She selected a seat near the middle of the car and he sat beside her. Ty sat facing her, a table between them.
The green seats were comfortable and the table made the arrangement feel cozy. People continued to board the train and, about twenty minutes later, the train whistle sounded, then the train chugged into motion. Soon the clickety-clack of the train on the tracks combined with the gentle swaying motion, providing a relaxing atmosphere.
Marie leaned back in her chair and enjoyed the delightful view of blazing red, orange, and yellow foliage beyond the lake, the calm water reflecting the fluffy white clouds in the blue sky.
Zeke and Ty talked about some of the cars Zeke had done custom paint jobs for recently at his shop while Marie watched a couple in a red canoe gliding along the lake outside.
About forty minutes later, the train pulled into the Wakefield station.
Ty led the way off the train, then held Marie’s hand as she stepped onto the pavement. The business district of the lovely village consisted of quaint colorful buildings overlooking the lake.
“The bakery here is great,” Zeke said as he led them to a red building with yellow trim around the windows.
They followed him up the steps to the door, then went inside. Ty picked up a loaf of multigrain bread and Marie selected some chocolate croissants and pecan tarts. Next, they poked around in the general store, with quaint craft items alongside food staples for cottage-goers.
Finally, Zeke led them up some stairs at the side of the store to a wonderful restaurant on the upper floor, overlooking the water. With the sun shining brightly, the afternoon had warmed up quite nicely, so they selected a table on the outside deck.
The men ordered beers and Marie asked for a white wine.
Ty took a sip of his beer, then leaned back and smiled at Marie. “So, I didn’t know you knew anything about pony play.”
She swirled her glass of wine. “Well, I read some of the literature in a folder at the cottage. They described a number of … um … activities I’ve never heard of before … and equipment … and how to use it.”
“To our good fortune,” Zeke said, grinning.
“You seem very relaxed with each other, which is really refreshing.” She watched Ty casually, noticing that he seemed to stiffen. “Is it okay that I … pushed you a little?”
“If it turns you on, I’m definitely okay with it,” Zeke answered with a grin.
“Ty?”
“Sure,” he said, but she noticed the tightness in his voice. “As Zeke said, if it turns you on.”
She leaned forward, capturing Ty’s reluctant gaze. “I don’t mean to be pushy, but … it seems like you two have a bit of a connection.” She hedged her words, noticing Ty shifting uncomfortably and not wanting him to shut down the topic. “Look, with the kind of relationship the three of us are sharing, I’m hoping you won’t mind if I’m frank. I know there’s a mutual attraction between me and each of you. I’d like to know if there’s one between the two of you, too.”
Zeke glanced at Ty. “I’d like to know that, too.”
“Why can’t you two just leave it the way it is?” Ty asked in a strained voice. “We do stuff. We enjoy it. We don’t have to talk about it.”
“If that’s what you want,” Zeke answered, then leaned forward a little. “But if it makes you feel any better, I’ve noticed that I have certain … feelings toward you. More than a friendship. It confused me at first, especially since I don’t have these feelings for other men … and I definitely enjoy women.”
“Amen,” Ty said.
“But … that doesn’t change the … I don’t know … attraction I feel for you. Maybe it’s just because we’re with Marie. She sees you as sexy, so…” Zeke shrugged. “It somehow feels natural to want to … share more with you when we’re in that situation.”
“Maybe exploring things a little more between you would be a good idea,” Marie suggested.
Ty leaned back in his chair, his fingers gripping the wooden armrests. “How about we change the subject?”
“All right.” Zeke turned to Marie. “So what do you think of Ty’s dominant personality now that you’ve seen it put into action?”