Authors: Jessa Hawke
I spot them, as soon as I enter the bar. They aren't in their blues tonight but they still have that military look about them and stand out from the rest of the patrons. Their stance exhumes confidence and power, which they emanate to excess. To top it all, they look even sexier in civvies, if that’s possible, with casual tight fitting denims and plain white tight fitting t-shirts clinging to beautifully sculptured muscles. I cant believe I’m out on a date with two guys, they must be two of the hottest men in town, I am one lucky girl.
Paul is the first to greet me, standing as soon as he sees me and wrapping those strong arms around me in a hug. His body feels like iron, rock solid and firm, and he has a slight male musky odor, which I love, None of that expensive cologne for me, I like a man to smell like a male, clean and fresh but with the unmistakable masculine aroma. As soon as Paul releases me, I’m instantly swept up into Nathan’s strong arms, again his firm body is pressed against mine and I revel in the masculinity of such a handsome young man.
“So, you didn’t chicken out then?” Paul asks me, a definite twinkle in his eye.
I’ve a feeling there’s more to his words than it seems, and I’m a little puzzled by his question.
Why would I pull out?
He obviously has no idea that I had the hots for him at school, and still do, but there seems something of a challenge in his question.
“No way,” I announced, “an evening of being pampered by two handsome men, not to be missed by any sane woman.”
I take a seat and they sit beside me, one at each side, and order drinks. The alcohol eases my tension and nerves, and I’m soon completely relaxed in their company. Good company it is too, charming and attentive. They work together to keep me entertained and relaxed, I have a feeling they double date like this often.
After a round an hour, we move on to the local nightspots, of which we have a few in the town to accommodate the soldiers from the base. I dance the night away, with each one separately, and with them both together, me sandwiched between the middle of them, two hunky alpha males. When I admit to Paul that I had fancied him like mad at school, it turns out that he had fancied me too, but thought I was bit aloof with him. I curse myself for my standoffishness, and wonder about what might have been, what could have happened.
As the night progresses, the alcohol loosens my inhibitions further, and when Paul kisses me full on the lips, I don't object, in fact, I welcome it and push my tongue against his, as it invades my mouth. After a short intoxicating kiss, full of ardor, that leaves me breathless, he breaks away. I have no time to recover, before Nathan’s mouth is on mine and our tongues join together in a dance of passion. This is a heady mix and I’m in heaven, light headed from the hot kisses, with my arousal levels reaching somewhere that they hadn't been for a long time. Each kiss arouses me a little further and I can feel a light dampness in my panties. God, I haven't felt this horny in years. A few drinks later and we, all three, find ourselves in a quiet and darkened corner of the room, away from everyone else, with me being french kissed by both of them. I can't get enough as they pass me between themselves, each one kissing me deeply, before passing me back.
I surrender completely to them as they take control of me. Their roaming hands are all over my body and I don't object when someone, I don’t know who, starts fondling my breasts and squeezing them firmly over my top. Another pair of hands wanders to my ass, squeezing finger digging into the flesh. I moan lightly into the mouth of which ever marine is kissing me, unaware of who is doing what. The hands on my ass slip up my dress and under the elastic of my panties. It is soon fondling the bare skin of my bum, slipping further down over the crack of my ass and searching out the folds of my pussy, My legs weaken as they part slightly, allowing them access as I feel a finger slip between my wet labia lips. I’m so preoccupied that I haven't realized that Paul has slipped his hand under my top, searching for my bare breast and burrowing under my bra. That is until he rolls my nipples between his finger and thumb, I let out a little murmur of delight.
Oh god no, what am I doing? If I keep this up I’ll be having full sex with them, right here in public. I’m no easy lay and even though I maybe a little drunk, I well understand what’s happening, so I desperately try to regain control of the situation. Pushing Paul away in front of me and moving quickly away from them both, I try to rearrange my clothing.
“Whoa there, boys,” I say to them, “your being a bit presumptuous, what kinda girl do you think I am?”
They both look on, slightly embarrassed and exchange glances between each other. I smile as they look like a couple of naughty boys who have been caught with their fingers in the cookie jar.
“Sorry,” they say in unison, before looking at each other again.
We all smile at their synchronicity.
“No, really, we are sorry,” Paul says, stepping forward and taking my hands in his, then moving his head to my ear so I could hear him over the pounding music. “Look, Tilly, we didn't mean you any disrespect. I think the moment just got to us and we got carried away, being in the company of such a hot woman, we just couldn't help ourselves.”
His words come as a surprise, there’s me thinking how lucky I am to be dating two handsome dudes, and it seems they’re thinking how lucky they are to be dating me. I watch them closely, looking for any signs of deceit, but they seem genuine. I do believe they think I’m hot, and that makes me feel real good.
“Aww, thanks guys,” I feel really flattered, “you seriously think I’m hot?”
“Come on girl, we haven't been able to keep our hands off you all night, what do you think?” Nathan says with a guilty smile on his face.
“Let’s get out of here,” Paul suggests, taking me by the hand and leading me through the revelers in the club.
Once outside the air hits me and clears my head instantly. My thought process is clear and unambiguous, but I’m still feeling horny after all that fondling in the club and I need more of the same treatment. I want this night to last for ever.
“What now then fellas?” I ask, looking at them both questioningly. “The night is still young and I feel like partying.”
This is so unlike me, to be so forward, but these two have raised my confidence levels and I feel I could take on anything, or anyone for that matter.
“Well, it’s gone midnight,” Paul informs me, “and if I remember this place enough, then there’s gonna be very little options for moving on.”
As we’re stood on the main street, it is pretty deserted. He’s right, nothing much happens in this town, once the clock strikes twelve. Soon, all the people will be exiting from the bars, making their way along the streets and heading homeward bound.
Far down the end of this street, just on the outskirts of town, there’s a motel. I can see the gaudy red neon sign lit up against the night sky. A sudden thought jumps into my mind, could I, on a first date? On a first double date?
Nathan looks over his shoulder to see what I’m looking at, then he turns back with a huge grin on his face. I think he’s thinking the same thoughts as me.
Both the boys look at each other, “you thinking what I’m thinking?” Paul asks.
Suddenly, I’m not sure. I’ve always been a little shy where sexual relations are concerned and I’m not even all that experienced, having only had sex with a couple of boys. Even then, I don’t quite understand why everyone thinks it so wonderful. In my experience it’s a messy, noisy and sweaty exercise, but this evening these two guys have pushed me to a state of arousal that I’ve never felt before. They’ve had me at such a high point, that I was completely theirs, in the club.
“Look, Tilly, we’re not here for long and we both like you,” Nathan explains, he must have noticed the look of uncertainty on my face. “If one of us dates you now, and the other the next time, it’ll take forever. So, we thought we’d share you, if you’re comfortable with it?”
I feel the heat rise in my face and I know I must have turned a deep red, but they can’t know this on the darkened street.
“Together, at the same time?” Surely that’s not what they’re asking of me, to sleep with them both at the same time? “I...Im not sure,” I stutter, “what if I can’t do what you both like?”
“Then we’ll both bow out, because we both want you and we’re good buddies,” Nathan explained to me.
I’ve always been a little naive and unadventurous when it comes to sex, and I wonder if that’s why my sexual experiences have been so disappointing. I’m really not sure this will work out. Could I be bold enough? I’m certainly horny enough. As I’m stood here in the street, past midnight, with these two handsome guys, and I’m contemplating their salacious offer, it’s making me even hotter by the minute. Yet, I really don't know how this will work out. I want to give it a try, and damn it, I will.
“Well then, if you put it like that, count me in,” I agree, nervous as hell on the inside.
It takes us nearly half an hour to walk the few hundred yards to the motel, as the guys keep stopping in every open doorway to kiss me, until my lips feel raw. I’m like a giddy school girl, as we book at the motel reception. Nathan stays hidden in the shadows and Paul and I approach the desk clerk. The receptionist doesn’t even blink an eye. I think they’re obviously used to the local soldiers booking rooms, for liaisons with the local girls.
Together we walk to the room, hand in hand. I have a serious case of fluttering butterflies in my stomach, but I can hardly wait to get inside. Just as Paul opens the door, Nathan joins us and we all slip into the room, together.
As soon as we get into the room, the boys fall on me like a pair of wild animals, kissing, fondling and exploring my body. They insist on undressing me, and although I felt a bit self conscious, the alcohol has lifted my inhibitions enough for me to agree.
I’m naked in no time at all. They have discarded my clothes on the floor, and I don't care. Paul is at my front and our lips are glued together in a wet embrace as our tongues alternate between each others’ mouths. He tastes divine and I simply can't get enough of him.
Nathan is stood behind me, kissing my back and neck and licking and nipping at my bare skin with his teeth. His hands move around to my front and he cups my fallen breasts in them, squeezed firmly. I can feel the hardness through his pants as it presses into my ass, and I have a mental image of what it must look like. I feel my knees weaken at the thought, and I can't stop myself as I reach behind and brazenly squeeze his erection, through the fabric of his denims. Nathan moans appreciatively in my ear at my actions. His cock feels huge, causing me a little trepidation and fear at having to accommodate that inside of me. Feeling his huge member through his pants reminds me that I’m the only one unclothed, a single female completely naked and pressed between two hunky men, who are still fully clothed. A thought quickly slips into my mind as I wish they were in their combats. It was a naughty thought but sends shivers through my whole body.
Paul kisses lower and lower, until he reaches my breasts, that are still being fondled by Nathan. Nathan holds them up for Paul to feed from them. He sucks on one of my nipples in his mouth, and I feel the pleasure explode through my whole body, which only increases in intensity when he rolls my other nipple between his fingers. My knees are weak and wobbly and I feel that I might have fallen, had not Nathan been holding me up by my breasts.
“Let’s start with a shower,” Nathan whispers in my ear, “it might help you to relax, you’re all tense”.
It sounded a good idea, being in the shower with these two guys, all of us naked, in such a confined space. Hmm, seems pretty perfect.
“Sound like a great idea to me,” I agree, “race you,” I cry, and cheat by heading off to the shower before the boys have time to react. I easily beat them into the bathroom, but not before one of them manages to slap my ass as I pass them by.
I pull back the shower curtain and step in the cubicle, turning on the water. it’s soon hot and pulsating and does help to ease the tension in my muscles, as it beats down on me.
Nathan and Paul enter the bathroom together, a little more sedately than I had, and both start to strip off. I leave the curtain open to watch them undress, water spilling out onto the floor, but I don't care, nothing’s going to make me miss this personal strip show. The guys notice me staring, lustfully, and decide to put on a proper show. The perform little dance moves as they remove items of clothing, until they’re both down to their boxers, each one sporting a huge bulge pushing at the fabric.
What happened next was a real surprise, but it excited me even more. Nathan swiftly dropped in front of Paul and in one swoop, pulls down his pants, allowing the exposed erection to almost hit him in the face. Then Nathan stood up and Paul did exactly the same to him. Now they are both stood there naked. These guys are hot, perfect physiques, tanned and muscular, their torso and limbs completely devoid of any body hair, they look like Greek gods. They turn towards me, arms folded, both stood side by side with their rigid cocks sticking out in front of them.
“It’s rude to stare,” Nathan chastises me.
I realise I haven't taken my eyes off their throbbing erections, two perfect specimens of maleness, erect and stiff. I can almost see the veins throbbing from here. I smile at him, feeling a little embarrassed at having been caught out.
The guys join me in the shower and both get to work on me immediately, soaping my body, one at the front and the other behind me. Everywhere is a whirl of soap and water. Soon, I’m returning the complement, soaping the boys by covering their bodies with suds. My hands wander everywhere, across their chests, down their backs and eventually onto their erections that are standing out like stiff poles. I’m rubbing my hands up and down each shaft simultaneously as I handle them both, hot and heavy in my hands. Luxuriating in the feeling of power, at having these two masculine guys like putty in my hands. I have a sudden urge to taste them, taste the maleness, stretch my jaw to accommodate their thickness. I would have probably dropped to my knees there and then, if Nathan hadn't pulled me into his arms and kissed me hot and passionate on my wet lips. The water from the shower making our lips even more slippy as they rub together, sliding in the wetness.
The shower is great fun but the limited space, while intimate, cramps our style. The guys make the first move of stepping out, before they both reach back and offer me their hands, as they help me out too.
We all grab towels and dry each other. Paul dries me, and I get to work on rubbing down Nathan. I’m loving the feel of his firm back under my hands, and his pert ass. Thinking that poor Paul has been left out, I look over Nathan’s shoulder and that he is rubbing him down, everywhere! In fact, he seems to be lingering over Paul’s erection, slowly drying it with the towel. If that surprises me, what happens next completely confounds me. Nathan lets the towel drop to the floor, but continues to fondle Paul’s erection with his bare hands, brushing his fingers along the shaft and reaching between his legs to cup his balls in his strong fingers.
I stare at this act, transfixed, my drying down of Paul forgotten as I watch Nathan fondle his friends erection. He does it lovingly, stroking it and letting his fingertips patter along the shaft before his thumb rubs at the damp slit on the end. He lifts up his hand and sucks his thumb into his mouth. Nathan leans forward and kisses Paul full on the lips, their mouths open. I can see Paul’s tongue snaking into Nathan’s mouth as they kiss each other as passionately as they kissed me, earlier.
I suppose I ought to be outraged, two guys fondling each other and not caring that I’m watching, but instead I’m incredibly turned on. Watching two guys have sex has never been high on my list of fantasies, but watching Nathan caress and kiss his best friend is so erotic, it just serves to making me fell hotter and hotter.
Nathan notices me staring at him smiles, “I hope you don’t mind sharing him, Tilly? Paul and I have a special relationship.”
Sharing? Special relationships? Were these two guys gay? I cant believe it, they are so masculine and also interested in me. Though I am beginning to feel a little disappointed that their attentions are no longer on me.
“Don’t worry, Tilly, you’re the real reason we’re here,” Paul says, as if in answer to my unspoken question. “It’s just that Nathan and I comfort each other on long tours, where female company is at a premium,” he laughs, before continuing, “we do still prefer girls, and you, girl, are one hot woman.”
Before I can process all of this information, I’m swept up by Paul and he carries me into the bedroom, laying me onto the huge kingsize bed.
Chapter 6 A Fruitful Event
My head is such a mix of emotions. On one hand, my pussy is quite literally pulsating with passion. Here I am, naked with two guys and about to have sex with them. Yet, on the other hand, I have suddenly found out that they have sex with each other. I’m really not sure how to take it.
Paul lays down beside me, lifting up my chin and kissing me full on the lips, those lips that were just kissing Nathan’s a moment ago. Did he taste different now? Or, is it my imagination? It doesn't bother me, in fact, it arouses me even more and I can feel my resolve melting when his tongue probes into my mouth, searching out mine. My resistance crumbles completely when I feel my legs parting, and Nathan’s face buries between them. His nose presses against my mons, his tongue probes at the folds of my pussy, then he sucks my little pleasure bud into his mouth.
“Ohhh... that feels good,” I murmur into Paul’s mouth, while spreading my legs even wider to allow Nathan complete access between them.
He takes full advantage as I feel his tongue probing into my wetness. I lie back, completely relaxed, and let the waves of pleasure roll over me as my mouth is probed by one tongue and my pussy by another.
Paul breaks our embrace and plants little kisses all over my bare breasts, alternating from one to the other and getting close, but not actually touching my nipples. His teasing makes me wild and I arch my back, thrusting my breasts into his face and hoping to catch my nipples on his lips, but he manages to avoid them.
“Pleeeease,” I moan lightly at his teasing actions.
It seems to do the trick and he quickly envelopes one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks hard on my erect bud.
“Owww, you bastard,” I chide him, as he nibbles, “that hurts!”
“You want me to stop Tilly?” he asks, letting my nipple pop out of his mouth, with a wicked smile on his face. He knows exactly what I want.
“No, no, no,” I almost beg, and he quickly sucks my nipple back into his mouth, his hand searching out the other and his fingers twisting and pulling on the little bud, now stiff and erect.
As if they know exactly what the other is doing, Nathan bites down on my clitty, hard, but not too painful. Yet the pain from my nips and being tortured on my clit, is exquisite, and pulses of pleasurable pain shoot to all my nerve endings.
I’m not sure how much of this I can take, my whole body is a mass of erotic sensations as I’m pleasured by two men, who are attentive at seeing to my every need and pleasure.
Too soon it seems to me that their oral attention comes to an end, my nipples and clitoris feel deprived of their amazing mouths. They had taken me almost to my peak with their unselfish attention, before leaving me just on the edge. My disappointment doesn't last long, and soon Paul is moving up my body and positioning himself between my legs. His erection presses against my labia. In my feverish state, I don't wait for him to penetrate me. My desire has become impatient and as soon as I feel his firmness at my pussy, I push myself down until his erection is firmly embedded inside of me. I squeeze the muscles in my vagina, in appreciation. It is so thick that it stretches me to my limit, but I’m so wet, the slickness makes it easy for him to slip in.
He pushes all the way up, inside of me, until the tip presses right at the top of my vagina, pressing against the little nub of pleasure deep inside, that sends a woman wild with passion. Our groins press together and the scratchiness of his pubic hair rubs against my clitoris, sending jolts of electricity through me. He leaves it there, just like that, his erection presses deep and we both luxuriate in the pleasurable sensations it gives us. For me it is the deep fullness between my legs, a feeling of being pinned down and penetrated to my deepest point. I look up at Paul and see his face is strained with lust, and I know he must be enjoying this as much as I am.
He slowly withdraws from me, pulling almost all the way out, and I squeeze the muscles in my vagina, to increase the friction on his shaft and increase the pleasure for both of us. I can feel each centimeter of his stiff rod, as it slips through my labia, until just the tip is poking at my entrance. Quivering inside, in anticipation, I feel him leave it in that position, teasing me with it as it slightly flutters on my labia. Almost begging him to fuck me, I feel relieved when he suddenly thrust deep inside, until he can go no further, his tip banging against my cervix wall. An explosion of pleasure shudders through me as our groins meet in collision. Once again, I’m skewered as our pelvic bones press together. He repeats this process, withdrawing slowly, before pushing back, until he’s fully embedded within me. We pick up a steady rhythm as his erection slides in and out of my wetness.
I’m so lost in a sea of lust, that I completely forgot about Nathan. Movement on the bed brings him back to my attention. I open my eyes to see him kneeling, just behind Paul, his face is a mask of concentration. Realizing that he’s penetrating Paul from behind, it still comes as a bit of a shock to me, seeing these two masculine men, most women's ideal hunks, enjoying sex with each other. I don't care anymore, they want me and I want them, and that’s all that matters.
We all three pick up a rhythm, each in perfect harmony with the other. Paul penetrates me while Nathan penetrates him. Nathan’s thrusting inside of Paul causes his friend to press even deeper and harder into me, his cock so deep inside it feels like it will split me in two. It hurts, but not in a bad way, the pain only increases the pleasure that my body is feeling, increasing the levels of lust and passion that are driving me on.
The room is filled with the sounds of our sex, sounds of wetness and flesh striking flesh, over this are the groans and moans of passion, from three people who are completely engrossed in these carnal acts.