Is this just my ultimate fantasy or is it yours too?

Monday, December 8, 2008

Chapter 4

Jon’s mouth continued to torment me and when two fingers found their way inside me I cried out again. I needed one of them, didn’t care which one, but I needed one of them now. I tugged on the honey-brown head that was between my legs and pushed at the dark brown one at my chest, “I need one of you” I breathed out raggedly, “now, please!” I barely recognized the snap of the condom before I felt Jon driving home. He groaned as he was enveloped in my warm wetness. “Christ baby; feels so good.” I closed my eyes as he drove us both toward the rush that threatened to consume us.

I could feel Richie next to me, his breath warm on my skin. I opened my eyes to find him stroking himself as he watched. I turned my head and our mouths clashed. I ran my hand across his chest, teasing a nipple before sliding my hand down further to cup him, then joining my hand with his as he stroked himself.

I ripped my mouth from Richie’s as Jon drove into me harder. “Jon!” I screamed as my climax consumed me and dragged him into his. My name, “Staaaceee” was nearly three syllables off his tongue as he came. I let go of Richie’s hand as Jon sank down on top of me, stroking his back, calming soothing. I closed my eyes against the tremors that wracked me, wondering what was coming next.

Jon shifted off of me, our lips meeting gently before he disappeared into the bathroom. I lay there for a minute longer, catching my breath before I moved. Rolling over, I found Richie had moved to the far side of the bed. I looked toward the bathroom, the door was closed. Getting on all fours I crawled across the bed, right up between Richie’s legs. He was so hard, his cock was purple with the need to come. With one hand on the bed on either side of his hips I lowered my head and took him as deep as I could. As I slid back I looked up into his face, his eyes were closed and his lower lip was slack. I took him deep again and the “fuck” he uttered was nearly unintelligible.

Richie’s hands fisted in my hair as I continued to tease him with my mouth. When I had him deep I groaned and the vibration had Richie’s hips bucking. I felt a hand on my ass as I felt a tug on my hair. Jon had come back and his fingers slid down and into me as Richie tried to pull me up to him. Richie threw Jon a look and I whimpered as the fingers left me. I saw Jon leave the room and Richie drew me up his body. He kissed me as he moved, lowering me to the bed. His mouth was warm and wet as his trailed kisses down my neck, across my chest. He stopped to tease my pebble hard nipples before traveling lower. The tip of his tongue laved over each tattoo before sliding down and across the already over-sensitized bundle of nerves that was waiting for him.

I could feel the wave coming and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop it, not that I wanted to. Richie pushed my legs wider, dipping his head lower, sliding his tongue into me. My head thrashed back and forth “Richie” I cried out, “please.” He looked up at me, “please what darlin’?” He dipped his head and ran his tongue across my clit again. Oh my God. I tugged at his hair and picked my head up to look down at him, “fuck me now dammit!” I dropped my head back to the bed and closed my eyes again. Hearing the snap of the condom I opened my eyes as he moved back over me. He slid into me slowly, letting me feel every inch of him before sliding out just as slowly. He thrust again, burying himself to the hilt before he maneuvered us and I was astride him.

I rolled my hips and his eyes rolled back. He moved his hands to my hips as I moved on him, urging me on, holding me still when he thrust up. I rested my hands on his as I felt another set of hands at my back. I turned to find Jon had come back. He took my hands from Richie’s and placed them with his on my breasts as his mouth ate at mine. As our hands teased and toyed with my breasts one of Richie’s moved around and I felt his fingers slide down to rub circles over my clit. My hands fell away from Jon’s and my head dropped back as the orgasm slammed into me. I felt Richie’s hips thrust up one last time, hard, and he was flung into oblivion with me.