The Reluctant Virgin [Ride 'em Hard 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (19 page)

“What do you plan on doing with that?” Her words sounded breathless. With both men still sucking and licking her breasts, it was hard to stay coherent.

“Well, considering it’s been a while since you’ve taken anything in your cute little ass, I figure we best prepare you beforehand.” She watched Chance drizzle a healthy amount of clear lube on the phallus. “Keep ’em open,” he warned, referring to her parted legs.

Chance wiggled the head of the fake cock against her anus. She was tight. Even though she tried to relax, he still had to fight to gain entrance. Once the head of the toy breached her tight anal ring, the rest of the shaft was easier to shove up her ass. It felt full, making her feel wanton and uninhibited.

“More,” she said.

Chance proceeded to drop this pants, tugged her to the edge of the table by the hips. He positioned his erection and guided it into her pussy. With the thick toy in her ass, he had to squeeze into her body. She felt like she’d explode from the fullness, but it felt so fucking good. Matthew held her arms locked above her head. Josh toyed with her clit as Chance began to ram her hard.

“Damn, I needed this,” said Chance as he pumped his cock in and out of her body like a piston. His chiselled body was a thing of beauty working tirelessly like a machine as he thrust without faltering.

“So do we,” said Matthew. “Don’t be greedy.”

Josh sat on a chair beside the table, stroking his cock as he watched Chance fuck her. “Give her to me. Sit her right down here on my dick.”

Chance growled in protest but pulled out of her, leaving her pussy empty and wanting. He helped her slip off the table, the toy still deep in her ass. It molded to her body, shifting as she walked the few steps to where Josh sat.

“Turn around,” said Chance. She complied, giving Josh her back.

“Bend over.” Josh’s hand was on her lower back, pushing her forward. He began to fuck her ass with the phallus, pulling it out and pushing it back in. “You like that, Cindy? You like being fucked with your fake dick?”

“I want the real thing,” she said.

“Take some,” said Matthew, holding his thick erection near her face as she was bent over at the waist. She eagerly opened her mouth and began to suck the warm length as Josh continued to play with her ass. Cindy was lost, as she so easily became once they started playing their sexual games. The men were so naughty, so thorough.

The moment Josh plucked the toy out of her ass, she gasped, feeling cheated. But he grabbed her hips and forced her to sit down on his lap. She instantly sunk down onto his erection, her ass filling up with the hard, hot flesh of a real man’s cock. Cindy ground her ass on his lap, wanting it hard and deep. He began to fuck her faster than she expected, lifting and dropping her like a machine. Her breasts jostled, her blonde hair fluttering around her shoulders and back, tickling her sensitive flesh.

“She needs to be doubled,” said Matthew. “By me.” He sat in a chair next to Josh, his cock jutting out from between his legs like a virile arrow, still slick from her saliva.

“Okay, baby doll. One, two, three.” Chance lifted her weight, his cock still in her ass. He turned her to face Matthew where she positioned her legs to straddle him, reaching for his shoulders. Josh guided her into position and Matthew lined them up, aiming his cock for her vacant cunt. Once a second real cock joined the first inside her body, only a thin membrane separating them, she nearly gagged from the fullness.

“God, yes,” she cried. “It’s so good.”

“Do her. She likes it hard,” said Chance. He tugged her hair back and brutally kissed her on the mouth as the other two men fucked her like a synchronized team, made for her pleasure.

“I’m going to come,” she shouted. Cindy wanted her peak to hold off, to stay in that sweet zone of pre-orgasmic bliss for as long as humanly possible. But with both men determined to satisfy her, it came rushing through her like a freight train.

“Take my cock, baby. Spend your energy on me.” She turned her head just enough to take his dark head into her mouth. She suckled him, rimming the mushroom head with her tongue, savoring the salty taste.

When she finally couldn’t hold back another second, her release was electric, energy scattering through every nerve as she claimed the men. The tight contractions were too much for Josh and Matthew. They worked her harder and faster in those last final seconds before they each met their own peaks.

“Lean her back,” said Chance, barely audible. Josh took half a step back, exposing her chest, slick with fresh sweat. Chance pumped his shaft a few more times and released over her breasts, marking her as a taken woman.

She was spineless, fully sated, and ready to drop. Her eyes were closed as they washed her and carried her up to the bed.

“I’m sure glad that project is over. Now we have you all to ourselves again,” said Matthew, lying next to her on the king-sized bed. The fan was on, helping to cool her heated flesh.

“For now,” she said, sleepily.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” asked Josh. “You planning to run off on us now after all this time?”

She smiled, wriggling amongst the cool, fresh sheets. A nap would do her a world of good right now. Tomorrow promised a lot of hard work harvesting some of the early fields. Today they needed some rest and comfort in each other’s arms.

“Not exactly,” she said.

“You miss your old home?” asked Chance. He hadn’t complained about the new accommodations once. Rather, he said it made a world of difference working his own land as opposed to working for a wealthy employer. It was
their
land. The four of them had made a commitment to each other in more ways than one.

“No, it was high time I moved out on my own. But you may want to call my mother and ask her if she needs any more wool.”

“For what?” asked Josh.

“For the layette I know she’ll want to make. For our baby.” Tears formed in her eyes as she said the words. When she’d missed her period last month, she took a test and found it positive. She just wanted to be sure it was for real before she shared the blessed news.

The men smothered her in kisses, rubbing her belly as if she may break.

“A baby?” Josh said reflectively. “Another generation…”

“I love you,” said Matthew, kissing her temple.

Chance was lying on his side next to her. His muscled shoulder bunched up as he rubbed her belly, still showing no signs of pregnancy. “This baby will know what it’s like to have a real daddy.” He looked at her with his blue eyes shimmering. He’d been alone too long, and she knew he’d make up for everything his own kin lacked.

“That’s right. Because our baby will have three.”

THE END

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