Anastasia
"I'm going to move my hands so we can see you properly." Christian gives me a warning before his hands leave my breasts to run up and down my sides.
Elliot looks me over and the heat in his eyes actually makes my skin heat, too. It's obvious he likes what he sees and it puts my heart at ease. I need to remember that these men enjoy me no matter what I am wearing or if I'm wearing anything at all. The tent in his jeans has me licking my lips. I wonder if they'd let me use my mouth right here on the couch. My center clenches at the thought.
Elliot's eyes find mine, his hazel eyes showing the blue in them already. Jesus. I wiggle in my seat. He gives me a one-sided smirk. "Open your legs for me, Sugar."
I pull my legs up out of his lap, bend my knees, and let them fall open for him.
"Fuck." His palms run up and down the back of my thighs. "She's so pink and wet for us, C. How do you feel about this couch?"
Christian laughs behind me and squeezes my sides. "I've got a soft blanket in the library. I'll get it for her." I wince when I realize it's because they're worried I'll make a mess.
Elliot leans forward and snatches me up quickly, surprising me. I end up straddling his lap while Christian disappears.
His large rough hands run up and down my back. "You remembered what I liked."
I grin. "How could I forget. You went all caveman on me and ripped them off. It was sexy as hell." I run my hands over his chest.
He laughs. "I still have the scrap of lace in my bedside table." His hands slip down to my backside and he squeezes. "He needs to hurry the fuck up or I'm going to start without him."
"What are you going to do?"
"I just want my mouth between your legs. That's all. Just relax. We won't push you for more. We'll have dinner soon, but I want my dessert first."
I kiss him. If I don't, I'll blush and I just want to enjoy myself and enjoy them.
Hearing footsteps behind me, I pull away and see Christian shaking out the plush gray blanket before he covers the seat and back of the couch beside us. Elliot lays me back on it, my head resting on Christian's leg. I sigh. The soft blanket feels so much better than the couch.
"Better?" Elliot asks as he leans over my groin, his hand pushing my thigh over his shoulder.
"Yes."
He kisses my wet center and I moan in anticipation. "I'm going to take my time, baby." He leans back in and I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of his mouth and tongue on me while Christian's hand runs over my abdomen and up to my breasts where he squeezes me through the lace. His other hand rests in my hair and this moment feels more emotional than it probably should. The affection I have for these two and the affection they have for me just feels so intense.
I moan and mewl with pleasure and turn my head to nuzzle into Christian's thigh. My forehead hits his tent. I immediately reach up to squeeze him through his pants.
"Can I?" I open my eyes and give him a soft smile with hooded eyes. Their touch feels so good. I want to touch him, too.
While Christian works on his pants to release his length, my other hand reaches down to cling to Elliot's hair. "You feel so good. Incredible." I moan out his name when he sucks my clit.
Turning my head back to Christian, I find him pumping himself and I open my mouth for him to push himself in. I quickly lick the desire off his tip and take him in further, taking the base of him in my hand so he doesn't have to hold himself. His hand goes back to play with my breasts and I moan against his dick while I play.
"Fuck, that's a good girl." Christian groans when I suck hard. "Your mouth is phenomenal." Happy with his praise, I hum and it causes him to jerk a little in my mouth. "Keep going, baby. Moan while you work me. Let Elliot know how good he feels."
Damn, he's so sexy. I work him using my mouth and hand while I moan and mewl for Elliot. Elliot is managing to keep me on edge and I'm getting frustrated that he won't let me come, but I'm too determined to get Christian off to stop and whine.
"Swallow, Sugar." Christian gives me a warning right as he draws up and begins to shoot into my mouth with a groan.
I lick and kiss his tip one last time before I release him so I can turn my attention back to Elliot.
"Elliot! Please, please let me come and I'll give you one, too." My whole body is wound so tight, I feel like I might implode.
With a grunt between my thighs, he flutters his tongue against my clit and I come violently, crying out as I thrash against the couch. The men hold me steady though, keeping me in position while Elliot works me through my orgasm and continues, forcing a second one out of me.
"Holy shit." I lay like a ragdoll, my hands over my chest to try to keep my heart from beating out of it.
"You're welcome." I can hear the grin in Elliot's voice and it makes me giggle.
"Unzip your pants and I'll be there in a minute. I'm still waiting for my soul to return to my body." Both men laugh while I catch my breath.
Pushing myself up, I get on my knees and bend so I can take Elliot's hard shaft in my mouth.
"Hell, I'm going to enjoy this." Elliot sits back and places a hand on the back of my head.
"Me, too." Christian comments behind me. "You look phenomenal from this position, Sugar." I shake my backside a little at him when I realize I'm completely exposed for him and he spanks my back cheek hard, making me jolt and choke a little on Elliot's cock. Elliot helps me right myself quickly though so I can continue.
I feel movement on the couch and jolt upwards this time when I feel Christian's mouth on my thigh. Looking between my legs I find him laying there, my center hovering over his face.
"Sit." He growls out.
I widen my stance a little and lower enough so that I'm close but not suffocating him.
He spanks me again and yanks my hips down. "I said sit. Hovering isn't sitting, Anastasia."
I pull Elliot out of my mouth and look down at him even though I can only see the top of his head. "You need to breathe."
Elliot laughs. "No he doesn't. He wants you to sit on his face. Sit on it before you can't sit at all."
Christian runs his hands over my backside as a warning and I open my legs wider and do what they say. I get a groan from Christian in response and look up at Elliot.
"He'll move you if he needs. You aren't going to hurt him." He holds the base of his penis and waves it back and forth. "I'm feeling a little neglected."
I give him a smile and get back to work, doing my best to concentrate on him while Christian has my thighs shaking from the intensity. Before I realize, my hips are grinding into his face and I'm moaning all over Elliot's dick. Jesus. I can't believe I'm going to come a third time before Elliot gets to come once.
Come on, Elliot... My jaw is killing me.
He begins to grunt and when I taste the salt at the back of my mouth I feel victorious... but I can't hold on and I release him with a cry, his cum leaking down my chin while my body shakes. My forehead hits Elliot's thigh as I pant while Christian slides out from under me.
When I finally lift my head, Elliot is smiling and he wipes his cum off my chin with his thumb before shoving it in my mouth. I suck it clean for him.
"You're perfect." Leaning in, he presses a kiss to my mouth.
"Ugh. I'm going to have to do mouth exercises if I'm going to keep giving you two head at the same time." My hands come up to my jaw as I stretch it from side to side.
"Well, I hope you have enough energy to chew because you need sustenance after that." Christian pulls me back into my spot and puts the part of the blanket from the back of the couch over my shoulders, wrapping me up. "We'll get the pizza. You relax. Pepperoni, right?"
I give Christian a smile as he stands. "Perfect."
He runs a thumb over my cheek before heading toward the kitchen. Elliot follows while shoving himself back in his pants.
I relax and take a deep breath. That first experience went well. Neither or them seemed bothered by everything we did together. Hopefully that means the jealousy thing won't be a problem. I'm still nervous about the intercourse part of it, but I'm sure I'll figure that out soon enough. Still, I don't know if I'm ready for the double penetration thing. I wonder if they'd be okay taking turns like they did today...
"Pepperoni pizza for our Sugar." Christian hands me a plate with two pieces on it and I suddenly feel starved.
"Yummy. Thank you."
They plop down with their pizza and beer on each side of me, close enough for their legs to touch me, and Christian turns on the television like it's the most natural thing in the world. Like I'm not sitting here in lingerie, wrapped in a blanket with my stomach full of both of their cum. I giggle a little and it makes both of them look at me.
"Sorry."
"No reason to be as long as you tell us what that giggle was about." Elliot teases me, giving me a wink.
"Just thinking about how natural this feels. Maybe I need a brain scan."
"We want you comfortable with us. No brain scan needed." Christian kisses my temple before taking another bite of his pizza.
After we eat I stretch out between the two of them, this time leaning against Elliot with my legs draped over Christian's lap while I hold their hands. It's odd trying to cuddle with two men, but I'm going to figure it out.
I start to doze off.
"Come on, Sugar. It's time for bed." Christian squeezes my thigh.
"Bed?" I question, suddenly nervous. I swing my legs to the floor and stand, leaving the blanket. Suddenly, I feel really exposed. I cross my arms over my breasts.
"Just sleep." Elliot assures me, yanking the blanket off the couch to wrap around me. "Nothing else tonight. Do you mind sleeping between us or should I take the guest bed?" He wraps an arm around me to steer me toward the bedroom. "I don't mind. I want you comfortable."
"No, I want to cuddle you both. Please stay."
He gives me a smile when we stop inside Christian's room and he yanks his shirt off to hand to me. "Go ahead and use the restroom. You can wear my shirt."
Smiling, I bring it to my nose, breathing deep. "Ah, freshly showered Elliot."
He grins. "You're so damn beautiful. Hurry up so we can snuggle." He turns me toward the bathroom and pats my backside.
When I return from using the restroom and changing, Christian is telling Elliot about something regarding work while they just stand there looking delicious. Christian changed into pj bottoms while Elliot opted for boxers. He sleeps naked when we're together, but I'm sure Christian appreciates the boxers. I smile.
"My turn." Elliot passes me and pinches my naked backside. "Cute shirt."
"You okay with no bottoms or do you want a pair of my boxer briefs?" Christian pulls me to him so he can hold me.
"I'm fine. As long as it doesn't bother you."
"Never." His hands slip under the shirt and he squeezes my backside. "Let's get you in bed before you get too cold."
He pulls the bed clothes down and I climb in the middle, surprised to see that they already moved the pillows, giving each of us two.
"Thank God for my California King bed, huh?"
I grin and snuggle in on my side toward him, letting him slip his hand between my legs so he can hold my thigh. I wrap my arms around his muscular arm and kiss his bicep. "Love you."
His lips find my forehead. "I love you, beautiful. Thank you for being here with us this weekend."
I tilt my chin up so I can kiss him properly. "Thank you for having me. And being patient."
"It's your pace, baby. We're here for you."
I bite my lip, so content and happy being here with them. I feel like I am where I should be.
Elliot slips into bed beside me and wraps an arm around my waist from behind.
"Hi, handsome." I look over my shoulder to kiss him. "Love you."
He gives me another kiss. "Love you, too. Sleep tight."
I settle back on my pillow and nuzzle into Christian's arm. "No way I can't with you two curled around me. I'm the luckiest girl on the planet."
We say our goodnights and Christian uses the remote to turn off the lights so we can drift off.
XxXxXx
Visions of my men hovering over me, using their fingers to play fill my head and I moan out. The pleasure between my legs is getting more and more intense and I startle awake with an orgasm.
Christian's face is buried between my legs when I blink my eyes open. He kisses my thigh. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Damn, Christian." I grin when he slides up my body and settles on top of me. "That's one way to wake me up."
His dimples wink at me. "The preferred, I hope?"
"Oh, yea." I giggle.
He nibbles on my neck and I grind into him. "I think this is the longest we've gone spending time together with no intercourse." I run my fingers up his back.
"I know." It's muffled against my neck. "My cock isn't happy."
I run my hands down his back and squeeze his backside through his pajama pants. "Where's Elliot?"
"On the phone with a client." He nibbles on my neck and grinds into me.
"If you slip your pants off you can do more than just dry hump."
He's pushed off of me and his pants yanked down by the time I finish the sentence. It makes me laugh until he pulls my legs up and pushes himself into me. It quickly turns into a moan.
"Fuck, I've missed this." He kisses me and I wrap my legs around him, wanting to be as close as I can.
"Me, too. Please, baby. I need it hard."
He hums. "You like it rough."
"Yes. Sometimes I need it rough."
Christian has me clinging to anything I can get my hands on. His arms, his back, the pillow, the sheets. "So good... You feel so good."
"Come for me, Sugar. You feel too damn good." He's grunting and groaning and it's so damn hot to listen to. He doesn't do it often unless he's fighting off an orgasm and it pushes me over the edge with him coming a second later.
"Good girl." He pants while our sweaty foreheads are pressed together. "Such a good fucking girl for me."
I grin. "I like when you say that."
A smirk forms on his face. "I know."
A hand comes out to caress my face and I about jump out of my skin.
"Elliot! Oh, God, I'm so sorry." I try to push Christian off of me, but he stays in place.
"Easy, Sugar." Elliot runs the back of his index finger over my cheek. "Why are you sorry?"
"Because you came in and found us. That's so insensitive. We should have locked the door or waited or-"
"The hell you will. There will be no locked doors with us. You don't have to worry about having sex with either one of us. I heard you from the living room and wanted to watch you myself."
"You're not upset?" I'm relieved.
"Of course not. You're with both of us. You can have either one of our cocks whenever you want. We love watching you, even when it's the other one making you moan and scream."
"If I take a shower can I have yours next?" I'd blush if my whole body wasn't already heated from our delicious sex.
"Why do you need a shower?"
"I'm all... I have Christian... I'm messy."
Christian chuckles. "Do you think a little cum is going to keep either of us away? Sex is messy. You'd be taking a lot of showers if we cared about shit like that." He presses a kiss to my lips. "I'm going to answer a few emails I ignored yesterday while Elliot makes you scream. I'll be back in a few." He pushes off of me and gives Elliot a light smack on his shoulder before yanking his pants up and heading out.
"He's not upset, is he?" I stare at the closed door.
"No, baby, he's not. Stop worrying so much. Do what feels natural to you. If we have a problem, we'll tell you."
I slide closer to him and kiss him. "I'm sorry. I'm ruining our time together, aren't I?"
"You aren't ruining anything. We appreciate that you want both of us happy. Now, do you still want to make love? We can just cuddle." He tucks my hair behind my ear.
"Cuddles are for after. Cock first." I reach down and squeeze him through his boxers.
He grabs me and yanks me on top of him so that I straddle his stomach. He lifts his hips and pulls his underwear down to his thighs and pumps his hard length and I try to look over my shoulder to watch.
"Gimme that."
Chuckling, he pushes himself down and tells me to slide back. When I'm in position, he slowly lets go, maneuvering it so his tip is at my opening. "Lower yourself. Little at a time so I don't hurt you."
Since I just had Christian, I'm able to take his length after three tries. When I slide down to his hilt, I grind myself on him. "So damn good. So deep. I love your cock."
"Then make me come, baby. Ride me hard."
Yes, please!
XxXxXx
"He said what?" Christian gives a growl while the three of us sit on the couch after dinner. I finally ended up telling them about the Jack altercation. "Your supervisor said that to you? His employee. In front of your protection."
"Sawyer said we should do a background check on him."
"We already have... but it's about to get a little deeper."
"Huh? Why would you run a background check on Jack?" This makes no sense. I never even told him his name.
"We run them on all our employees."
"Our?"
He gives me a confused look. "Yes... Sugar... you know I'm a silent owner of SIP, don't you?"
"Uh, no!" I'm shocked. I had no idea I was working for Christian! Shit.
"Didn't you do your research?"
"I guess not enough!"
"Jerry is a friend of the family. His company was struggling but he wasn't willing to sell it so I agreed to do some financial backing for him. He owns the majority, but it's part of GEH."
My mouth is bobbing open like a fish. "How-I-what the fuck. So I work for my boyfriend?"
He rolls his eyes. "No. I'm a silent partner. You work for them. You didn't even tell me where you applied until after you got the job. I have nothing to do with your employer other than giving him some financial stability. I've been hands off... that is until now. I have a call to make to Jerry on Monday."
"I have a call to make to this Hyde fucker tonight." Elliot gives a frustrated grunt and yanks his hair. "The fucker wants in Sugar's pants. He's probably already fucking that other girl. He needs to go."
I pinch the bridge of my nose. There is no way I'm going to come out of this unscathed. If something happens with Jack everyone will know. And they'll know I'm with Christian. Jack will tell them I am with more than just Christian.
"Agreed. It might take some time with HR, but we'll work on it. Sugar, you need to be careful around him. I want Sawyer making rounds at work. He won't be just dropping you off anymore."
I want to be pissed at Christian for making a man watch me all day, but with how concerned Sawyer seemed, he probably would have done it on his own without Christian's demand. I'm going to end up the talk of SIP. No one will take me seriously. This is such a clusterfuck.
"Dickbeater needs his brake lines cut." Elliot murmurs under his breath as he pulls me back toward him to hold me.
"Elliot!" I laugh. "You're being a little ridiculous now."
"I don't think so."
Christian smiles. "Elliot won't cut his brakes, but he's feeling protective. You're ours, Sugar. He doesn't want anyone to hurt you or make a move on you. Your body is ours only."
"Possessive." I tease causing Elliot to pinch my backside. I squeak and Christian laughs.
"You got out easy with Elliot. Your whole ass would have been red if you were against me."
I try to scowl, but I can't contain my smile and laugh.
Christian yanks at my legs that are laying in his lap and I slide forward, my head hitting Elliot's lap. He tries to roll me over, but I fight him while Elliot laughs and holds his hands up.
"I'm Switzerland!"
"I'm the reason you get laid!" I squeal as Christian finally gets me on my stomach and I bite Elliots thigh.
"Ouch! Beat her ass!" Elliot grabs me to hold me down while I giggle.
"Let me go you fiends!"
"Not until I get a piece of this ass." Christian yanks my bottoms down and I cry out when his hand comes down on it.
"You didn't warm me up first!" I pout.
"You didn't let me. Stop squirming!"
I giggle again. "Never! I'm going to make you work for it!"
"Fuck, your ass looks so good with my handprint on it."
"Good." I'm wet just from the the play tussle and the sting. "Let's go to bed. I want both of you."
Christian hand stills from caressing the mark. "Both of us? Together?"
I nod against Elliot's thigh. "I'm ready."
I'm being yanked off the couch, run to the bedroom, and disrobed within a few seconds. It makes me laugh. It's like they're so worried I'll change my mind or something. I watch them yank their clothes off and I stand and enjoy as their bodies emerge from their t-shirts and jeans. They're both hard and I lick my lips and make grabby hands at both of them so I can take them.
"None of that. It's going to be hard enough not coming the second we're inside of you already." Christian holds my wrists and kisses me. "I'm going to lay down and I want you to come straddle me. Since I took your virginity the first time, it's Elliot's turn. Is that okay?"
I smile. "Yes. It's only fair." I look over my shoulder at my naked Elliot, who is pulling out a tube of lubricant from the side table. Oh god. I'm nervous now.
"Relax." Christian releases my hands and turns my head back toward him. "We'll go slow."
I nod and give him another smile. "Yes, of course."
"You're sure?"
"Yes. Now get on the bed."
His eyes narrow at my bossiness but he lets it go and slides into bed relaxing in the middle on his back. He pats his hips. "Hop on, baby."
Gladly. Seeing his dick at attention for me has me hurrying toward him. I climb onto the bed and crawl toward him on all fours before throwing a leg over him. He helps guide himself when I shuffle forward and I sink down slowly, working myself down until he's pressing into my cervix, his thighs against my backside.
"God, I love your dick." I know I say this constantly, but I can't help it. Both if them are just so good. I wiggle a little and moan out.
He grins up at me. "Get yourself good and turned on, baby. The better you feel, the easier it'll be for you."
I ride him for a few seconds and feel Elliot come up behind me. His hands run up and down my back while Christian's grip my hips.
"Lean into Christian, Sugar. I'm going to prep you slowly, okay?"
I lean over Christian and give him a kiss. "Hi."
He gives me a smile and shakes his head. "Silly girl."
I jolt a little when I feel Elliot touch my back opening. "Easy, baby. Just some lubrication. Christian, make her feel good. I'm going start with just a finger. Stay relaxed and concentrate on how good he feels."
Christian holds me against him and moves his hips underneath me, making pleasure shoot up my spine. I moan and relax my forehead against his. "So good."
"Fuck man, she's gripping you so tight. I can see it when you move. God you're perfect, Sugar." Elliot swirls a finger around my opening before pushing into me. I whimper a little. It feels uncomfortable.
"I know it feels like you have to go, but it'll pass. Let me know when the sensation passes okay? Tell me if it's too much." Elliot runs a hand up and down my back while he pumps his finger in and out in rhythm with Christian.
It isn't long before I'm moaning and moving my hips against both if them, the discomfort gone. "It's okay now."
"Good. I'm going to add another finger okay?"
I bite my lip, but nod against Christian's forehead. He pushes into me and I hiss. It burns this time. "Your fingers are too big."
"My cock is a lot bigger."
...Oh right.
"Just relax."
Christian and I aren't moving, but I clench around him, wanting the feel of him. I'm scared to move though.
"Is it okay if I move my fingers now?"
I let out out a breath. "Yes. Please go slow."
Elliot and Christian start moving together and I find the pleasure building quickly. "Holy shit, holy shit. I'm going to come. Please, don't stop!"
"Good girl. That's a good girl. Take your pleasure. I'll come with you." Christian picks up his pace as I ride his cock and Elliot's hand and we come together.
"Wow." I pant, feeling like a limp noodle on top of Christian.
"No kidding, Sugar. You clamped onto my fingers so tight I couldn't even pull them out. You're going to be the death of us." He bends and kisses the small of my back while his fingers open and close, trying to stretch me. I can feel the sting, but I really don't care anymore. "C, do you need a break or are you ready?"
"Oh, I'm ready." He moves under me, showing me he's already hard again. "You ready, baby?"
I moan, too turned on to care if it's going to hurt. "Yes. I want both of you."
Christian reaches down and pulls on my backside, opening me up the best he can and I'm suddenly horrified. The look on my face makes him laugh. "Don't look at me like that, I'm trying to help you. He's already seen everything. No hiding now."
I feel Elliot's tip against my backside and I hold my breath. "He's right. No more boundaries. Don't hold your breath. Take a deep breath and when you exhale and relax, I'll push."
I hate how technical this all feels even though he's trying to do it for my sake. "Damn it, El, just fuck me already." I look over my shoulder at him and he's giving me a look of shock.
"Our woman has got the gall to have cheek now? You got it, baby." He pushes into me and it takes a few tries before his head presses through my outer ring.
"Ow."
"I tried to be nice. You didn't want any part of that. Stay relaxed."
I hiss and whimper through the sting and discomfort until he's inside of me completely.
"So fucking tight." He grits through his teeth when he finally stills, his fingers biting into my hips. "This is going to be short."
I smirk. I love that I can make them lose control.
"We're going to start slow. I push, he pulls at first. When you get used to it, we'll push together, okay?" Christian runs his hands up and down my back.
"Yes. That sounds good."
As they start to move, I start to moan. It feels so damn good.
"Jesus, that feels so good. Your cocks are so damn good. Together... please..." My whole body is shuddering from the intensity of the pleasure. I've never felt anything like this. I can barely handle it, but I still want more.
When they move together, my screams start. I'm immediately thrown into the most extreme orgasm of my life and I feel like a second one follows before the first even finishes.
"Looks like our girl's a fan." Elliot teases as he grips my backside in both hands. "Can you come one more time for us before I lose it?"
Fuck, this is heaven.