I release Nathan’s cock and lean back to hear Ash’s deep voice in my ear.
“I’d like to fuck you. Is that okay?”
A fresh supply of moisture floods my pussy. This man has barely said two words all night, but now he’s formally asked permission to fuck me, even as my bare ass is already on his lap.
“Please do,” I say, sounding as breathless as I feel.
He lifts my hips once more, higher this time, and then the thick head of his cock is at the entrance of my pussy, nudging inside me. He controls my descent as I sink down onto him, and every inch is heaven as he fills me.
The men’s fingers had felt wonderful inside me, but this is even better. When I’m fully seated, I circle my hips, savoring the fullness. I start to move up and down on him, but it’s a bit awkward in our current positions, so Ash shifts me over to the bench so that I’m kneeling on it.
I bend forward to take Nathan’s cock in my mouth again. Ash grasps my hips tightly and plunges back into me from behind, slowly at first and gradually harder, making it difficult to keep my mouth locked on Nathan, but it’s a challenge I happily accept.
As my last hurrah for a one-night stand, this has turned into the perfect experience. A delicious cock filling my mouth and another pounding into my pussy. What more could a girl ask for?
After some blissful time passes in this arrangement, Ash’s hand digs into my hip, his rhythm breaks, and he lets out a low groan as he jerks against me, coming into me hard.
I release Nathan’s cock as Ash momentarily collapses over my back, breathing heavily. When Ash stands, Nathan does, too, bending me over the table in one smooth motion and quickly filling the vacancy left by his friend.
I moan something unintelligible and hold on tight as Nathan pistons into me. His movements are intense. Having me sucking his cock and watching his friend fuck me for the past several minutes seem to have him quite worked up, and I’m reaping the benefits.
Despite his frenzied pace, he takes the time to reach around and find my clit, rubbing my little pleasure spot as he pumps in and out of me. Soon, I’m whimpering with each of his thrusts.
“Come for me, come for me.” Nathan’s voice is low and commanding, and it’s all it takes to push me over the edge. I hold tight to the table, and Nathan supports me as I come apart. Then, as if he was waiting for me, just a few seconds later he stiffens, swells, and pulses inside me with his own orgasm.
Afterward, the three of us sit together on the bench. My skirt is back in place and the men have tucked their cocks in their jeans. Nathan and I are still catching our breath; Ash looks relaxed and completely content.
The night air feels cooler on my skin now. It’s been a perfect evening in so many ways. “This has been fun,” I say, knowing my words are an enormous understatement for the physical experience we just shared.
Nathan chuckles; Ash is silent but cracks a grin.
Nathan puts a hand on my thigh. “We should do this again.”
For a moment, I’m tempted to make plans with them. As hookups go, this one was probably the best. It would be worth repeating. But it would be temporary, and any time I spend with these men is time not spent looking for a meaningful relationship. Even if it would only be this week, the likely length of their island vacation, that’s one less week looking for the family man of my dreams.
I give Nathan’s hand a quick squeeze before I stand. When I’m a few steps away, I turn and give them both a smile. “Maybe I’ll see you here again sometime.”
And then I’m gone.
3
Little tug on my heart
There’s an ache between my legs the next day. The really good kind of ache. Every time I notice it, I smile, and it gets me through an otherwise boring day.
I work at my family’s beach shop – it’s not located on the beach, but sells all of the stuff people need for a day of sand and sun – and lately, it’s getting harder and harder to find things to keep me busy. A new store selling the same sort of touristy stuff opened up a few miles away at the beginning of the season,