“Ah, fuck,” moaned Dalton.
His tongue darted out. The taste and scent was overwhelming as Cole trapped Dalton’s face into his pit. A sharp delicious pain laced through his body when Tara bit down on his nipple. The combination flared through Dalton and he could feel a wonderful tightening in his crotch. But it was far too soon.
“Wait, wait. Oh god, you’re going to have me shooting in my shorts.”
Cole chuckled, pulled the shirt off his head and tossed it behind him. “I think Tara needs some action.”
Dalton followed Cole’s lead and both of them slipped their hands under Tara’s top and pushed upward. Her breasts heaved as Dalton lowered his lips to her hard pink nipple. The sigh he was rewarded with was exactly the response he was looking for. He squeezed her breast gently while his tongue traced around her areola. He moved aside for a moment when Cole lifted her top over her head and tossed it to the floor.
The two of them caressed her breasts, their hands running over her soft skin. Cole slid his fingers down the front of her tiny bottoms and a moan filled the room. Dalton grinned and popped open her shorts. He drank in the sight of her lace bikini panties with the tips of Cole’s thick fingers rubbing over them. Dalton licked his lips. Tara and Cole were far hotter than any porn he’d ever watched. After a few minutes of caressing her, Cole slipped his hand under the white filigree and sank a finger inside Tara.
Dalton wasn’t sure who moaned louder, he or Tara, as Cole started fingering her. Cole pushed his finger inside a few more times and then grabbed the twisted mass of Tara’s underwear and shorts, pulling them off her body. Her pelvis was shaved smooth and Dalton could see the glimmer of moisture on the pink folds of her vulva. He ran his hand lower, wanting to follow Cole’s lead, but was still unsure. He jumped as Cole pulled his hand to Tara’s crotch and pushed it against her slick folds.
Breathing heavily, Dalton slid his finger up Tara’s slit and stroked the firm nub of her clit. He teased and worked the little knot of nerves until Tara’s screams of passion were echoing through the house. His focus shifted when he felt Cole tugging at his jeans. Only seconds passed before Dalton was stripped, with Cole jacking Dalton’s throbbing cock. Dalton’s attention was split between his two partners. Cole kissed up one side of his body while Dalton nursed Tara’s nipple as his fingers danced inside her.
A wave of ecstasy sent Dalton’s senses reeling, Cole had taken his cockhead into his mouth and pressed it down his throat. Dalton dropped to the bed as the wave of pleasure overwhelmed him. Just as he thought it couldn’t get better, Cole pulled up and a second mouth joined his, kissing and licking his nuts while Cole continued to suck him. Tara’s hand caressed his ass. Her finger slipped between his butt cheeks and rubbed over his hole.
“Ah, fuck!”
Her finger sent Dalton over the edge and his body convulsed. The first shot splattered across his torso while Cole slowly stroked him. Cum jetted in thick ribbons as the tension of their foreplay wound its way out of his system. Cole and Tara’s touch added a layer of pleasure he’d never experienced before. A final gentle wave washed through him and the tension melted from his body.
“Holy shit. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Cole ran his fingers through the puddles of white on Dalton’s torso and licked his lips. He leaned close, almost touching the largest pool, and inhaled deeply. After a few moments, resignation settled over Cole’s face. He grabbed his jersey from the floor and wiped Dalton clean. Their gazes met and Cole smiled. “Maybe, sometime.”
Dalton raised his head and looked at the pair. He began to feel regret that he hadn’t lasted any longer. “I’m sorry I shot so quick. It was just so unbelievable.”
Tara kissed him and grinned. “We’re glad you had a good time. Just relax, you can watch us, and if you feel like it, you can join in again.”
Dalton nodded and rolled to his side. They slipped into a comfortable sixty-nine with Tara on top. Dalton’s cock never softened completely as he watched them perform oral sex on each other. Tara’s head was pistoning up and down Cole’s thick member and Dalton could hear the wet sounds as Cole explored Tara’s pussy with his tongue.
Dalton reached out tentatively and ran his fingers across Cole’s chest. As his hands rubbed back and forth across the rock hard muscles, Cole tilted toward Dalton and winked. He turned his attention to Tara’s breasts and caressed them as they swayed from her chest. His hands found her hard thick nipples and kneaded them between his fingers. Tara arched her back and moaned around Cole’s cock.
Cole and Tara enjoying sex right beside him had its effect on Dalton. He slid a little closer, taking advantage of the chance to touch and explore his two hot lovers. As their moans grew in volume and their bodies writhed beside him, Dalton was pulled along in the passion of their lovemaking. His cock responded and soon he was hard again. His inhibitions fell away as the heat of passion built again.
Tara lifted her head from Cole’s dick with a soft pop. She tugged Dalton between Cole’s legs until their hard cocks rubbed against each other. With her hands wrapped tight around both cocks, she began licking over them. Their slick shafts sliding against each other soon had Dalton panting. With a final lick over their combined cocks, Tara released them both.
“Grab the bag that I brought home,” Tara said.
Dalton followed her nod toward the closet and quickly found what she’d laid inside. Dalton opened it, and grinned. He raced back, his dick leading the way. Tara grinned and stuck her hand into the bag and emerged with a box of condoms. She pulled out a foil square and tapped it against Cole’s cock.
“You ready to get some action, hot stuff?” Tara turned and winked at Dalton. “Or maybe I should say hot stuff number one.”
“Hell yes, I’m ready. I’m so horned up I’m ‘bout to pop,” Cole said.
She slapped the side of his ass. “Then scoot up the bed. I have no intentions of falling off.”
Cole grinned and quickly crawled backward until his head was against the wall. Tara moved after him, squirted a dollop of lube, and coated his cock. With a deft twist she opened the packet, pulled out the latex circle and unrolled it down his length. She straddled his muscular body, positioned his cock against her vulva and rocked back and forth for several minutes as she gradually took more and more of his thickness inside her. Eventually they ground against each other and their moans became a siren call for Dalton.
Tara moved in time with Cole, her eyes glassy as she rode him. She motioned Dalton closer. “Come here. I want some of you, too.”
Dalton stepped on the bed and moved over Cole, his hard cock facing Tara. She wrapped her fingers around his dick and pried it away from his body, then sank it into her mouth. Dalton gasped with pleasure when Tara’s tongue darted over his swollen crown. He lost himself in the sensations of her teasing and licking until he was so surprised when Cole caressed him that he almost bolted.
As they moved, the combination of feminine and masculine created a feeling of completeness Dalton had never experienced before. The dual pleasure played through his body as his ardor built.
“Wait. Hang on,” Cole said as he struggled to sit upright.
Afraid something had gone wrong, Dalton pulled back and stepped off the bed. Suddenly conscious of what they were doing, he covered his crotch in modesty. Cole saw his action, and began to chuckle.
“Relax, Dalton. Nothing’s wrong. But I figured, this might be a one-time deal. And… You know… I like…” Cole suddenly became tongue-tied and hesitant to tell the other two what he wanted.
Tara smiled and moved with Cole still deep inside her. “I think it’s a little late to get nervous now. Tell us. If we need to talk it out, we will.” Tara chuckled softly. “Although if it’s serious, we might have to do it with clothes on.”
Cole inhaled deeply and blurted out. “I want Dalton to fuck me while I’m fuckin’ you. I’ve always wanted to and since we’re doin’ this…”
Tara turned and caught Dalton’s gaze. “What do you think? It’s entirely up to you.”
What do I think about fucking the hottest muscle stud I know?
“Yes, hell yes. I’m in for that.”
Tara lifted herself from Cole and paused, sighing as he slipped out of her. She collected herself for a moment, then moved off the bed. Digging in the bag for a few moments, she pulled out a small dildo with a flourish. “I thought we might need a little help tonight.”
Cole flushed deep read and looked at Tara. “How’d you know?”
“Oh, please. You have a half dozen butt toys in your secret stash.”
“What stash? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Tara lifted her eyebrows and grinned. “Really? Who do you think puts away your underwear? You aren’t any better at hiding things than you are at keeping secrets.”
Cole froze for a second, and Dalton wasn’t certain what was going to happen. Then Cole started laughing and collapsed back on the bed. “Okay, guilty as charged. So how are we going to do this?”
“We’re going to get you all nice and loosened up, then Dalton’s going to pound your ass while you long dick me until we all three collapse into screaming orgasms. How about that?”
Both guys grinned at Tara’s attempt at crude and skanky. Cole pulled his legs up and reached down to pry his ass apart. “You want to pound my pink starfish with your big man dick and fill me with hot baby batter?”
Dalton and Tara both stared at him in silence. They turned to each other and then back at Cole. Dalton shook his head. “Please. Don’t ever try to do porn talk again. Cause if you have a starfish up your ass, that’s the last place I’m putting my dick.”
Tara snorted as Cole looked from one of them to the other. Dalton started to belly laugh and soon all of them were chuckling at Cole, including Cole. “Okay, maybe that was a little over the top. But it wasn’t that bad.”
“Yes, it was that bad,” Dalton said.
Cole looked downcast for a moment, then grinned. “Yeah, it was bad. Come on. I’m horny as fuck.”
Tara slipped a condom over the toy and smeared it with lube. She started toward Cole, then turned with a smile and handed the sex toy to Dalton. “You’re the one who’s getting a piece of Cole’s ass. I think you get the honors of getting him ready.”
Dalton trembled with the wave of happiness that washed over him. He struggled to control himself in his excitement. He planned to enjoy himself. He rubbed the coated toy against Cole’s entrance and teased him until he was moaning softly.
“Put the thing in, dammit!”
Tara whispered in Dalton’s ear. “Cole likes it kind of rough sometimes.”
Dalton turned back to look at her and she nodded with a smile. He pressed it inside in one long push. Colt shuddered under him, his body tense as he buried his face into the pillow.
Doubt filled Dalton and
he wondered for a moment if he’d taken the fun too far. Then Cole relaxed. “Oh, god. That feels amazing.” He met Dalton’s gaze and smiled. “Keep going. You’re doing great. Fuck me with it. Get me nice and ready for you.” Cole reached over and stroked Dalton’s cock once and then squeezed its hard shaft.
Dalton pulled the dildo almost out and then slowly slid it back inside. A set of slender fingers wrapped around his hand. He and Tara worked the toy in and out of Cole together. Tara’s scent and the feel of her breasts pressed against him along with Cole’s masculine form on the bed in front of him had Dalton’s cock drooling.
Cole slipped his hand over theirs, his breath coming in gasps. “I’m ready. I’m ready for the real thing.”
Dalton slipped the dildo out and tossed it to one of the piles of clothing. Tara slipped into Cole’s arms and they kissed for a moment while Dalton enjoyed the scene of them exploring each other. Eventually Tara slipped a new condom on Cole and moved under him. He entered her again and started slowly fucking her, his thick cock plowing her pussy.
After watching for several long minutes, Dalton moved behind Cole, slipped a condom over his steel hard cock and slathered it with lube. He let his cock run up and down Cole’s crack. Once he found the loosened entrance, he pressed against it. Remembering the look of rapture on Cole’s face when he’d fucked him with the dildo, Dalton pressed inside in one long thrust until he was grinding his crotch against Cole’s hairy ass.
“Ah, shit! That’s it. Fuck me.”
The three of them became a writhing mass of flesh seeking pleasure. Dalton pounded into Cole, the tight heat driving him closer and closer to his second orgasm of the night. The smell of hot sex and the sounds of Cole and Tara enjoying themselves added to his pleasure. He grabbed Cole tightly and hammered him. The feel of the muscular man under him was driving him to a new level of lust.
“Fuck! I’m so close,” moaned Cole.
A few strokes later, Dalton felt Cole tremble in his hands. He drove in harder and Cole let out a noise close to a scream. The shaking was slowing when he heard Tara moan.
Dalton looked at her flushed face in concern. “You okay?”
Tara giggled. “Oh, hell yes. I’m vibrating all over.”
“So, you…”
“Oh yeah, twice. You two are hot.”
Dalton felt himself on the edge of his climax. He grabbed Cole by the shoulders and started pounding his ass. The ecstasy built with each thrust until he plunged into an orgasm. The first pleasurable convulsion raced through his body and he filled the condom.
He reveled in the ecstasy of the amazing sex he’d just shared with two people. The scents and sounds of the two under him intensified the connection. Cole shifted, scrambling to give him space and Dalton’s cock popped free. Their gazes met, and for a moment he was afraid this had been a terrible mistake. Then Cole cupped his face, pulled them together and kissed him tenderly. “Thanks. Even if you decide you never want to do that again, I’ll never forget it.”
Dalton grinned and wrapped Cole in a tight hug. “It was amazing. It was different, but in a good way. I liked it, a lot.”
The noise of someone clearing their throat came from the bed and they looked to find Tara smiling at them. She nodded at their full rubbers. “You need to take care of those, and I’ll clean up the bed.”