as his hands caressed me, his cock digging into my back. Atop me, William’s head hung down, and he dropped a smattering of kisses on my shoulder.
I had never felt like this with any other man.
So cared for. So attended to. So satisfied.
I had been told it could feel this good but had never experienced it.
Rolling off, William laid on his side beside me, his eyes glowing with approval. I smiled back at him, happy to have pleased him.
“Think you can handle one more husband?” Clive asked, slipping out from beneath me.
My head dropped back against the mattress—a much more familiar position, even if it had been months. My legs were still spread, and I felt muzzy, satiated… but I did not want to disappoint either of my new husbands.
“Yes,” I said immediately. William smiled. Clive studied my face intently, as though he suspected I wasn’t telling the truth. I bit my lip. Should I have said no? Would a virgin have said no?
“I won’t be mad if you want to wait,” Clive said, his fingers stroking my inner thigh, then up to my swollen pussy. I moaned as he touched the soft, swollen folds. Not because I was aroused again, but because I was so incredibly sensitive, even that soft touch elicited a reaction. “You’re likely to be sore tomorrow, as it is.”
I hesitated only a moment, but I told the truth. “I still want to… consummate my marriage with both of my husbands.”
Not because I thought it would bind them to me, although there was that as well. I truly wanted to please Clive. I didn’t need another climax, but I wanted the intimacy and wanted to feel claimed by both of the men who had married me.
Clive’s eyes burned so hot, I felt seared by his gaze, then his mouth came down hungrily on mine, his body wedging between my thighs. I whimpered when I felt his hard cock nudging at my pussy. He ended the kiss, pulling back, so he could settle his cock in the right spot. I was extra slick, thanks to William, when Clive thrust in hard and fast, making me cry out as my body was opened again.
“Good girl,” William murmured, leaning in to kiss me as Clive began to thrust. “Just relax. We’re going to make you feel so good again.”
Again?
Not possible.
But as William’s lips moved over mine, his hand sliding across my skin to palm my breasts, I could feel a tingle stirring deep inside. What were these men doing to me, and how?
Clive was rougher than William, moving faster and harder, but my body welcomed it. I was too sensitive for slow movements, which would have dragged against my tender flesh.
Hooking my legs into his elbows, Clive leaned forward, his body rubbing against my swollen nub every time he buried himself. I cried out as little quakes of pleasure shook me, feeling as if my climax hadn’t really ended, as if the fire hadn’t quite gone out, and now, the embers fanned to new flames.
I didn’t know if I could take any more pleasure, but I wasn’t going to have a choice.
William held my hands as Clive plowed into my pussy, and the flames of rapture licked through my body. I was brimming with bliss, overflowing with ecstasy as Clive’s hard cock impaled me, filling me completely, and I spasmed around him.
Even before his weight came down, I had gone limp and nearly insensible from the overload of pleasure.
Clive
* * *
Panting and spent, I braced myself against the bed to keep my full weight from falling on Sassy. It felt as if I’d emptied every drop of energy into her willing body, all the pent-up tension gone from my muscles, which were now a bit wobbly. Lowering my forehead, I gently brushed my lips over hers before pulling away. When my cock slid from her body, she whimpered.
“Our beautiful wife,” William said, leaning over to give her a kiss as well.
Sassy blinked up at us, her eyelids clearly growing heavy.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes closing.
“For what?” I asked, but she didn’t answer. William and I exchanged a bemused glance, but it was clear she was already falling asleep. Between her long train ride and then taking care of two lusty husbands, it wasn’t surprising she was tuckered out. I couldn’t remember a time when a woman had ever thanked us before, although I supposed the sentiment wasn’t inappropriate.
Maybe she was thanking us for being gentle with her. I’d