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By Bonnie Williams
LARE ISSUE # 14:
Twice the Fun
An Erotic Encounter
By Bonnie Louise Williams
By Bonnie Louise Williams
Sometimes I think it would take two men to satisfy me.
I'm not a sex maniac or a fan of kinky sex—I've just always had trouble...
After three break-ups, I'd given up on men and sex. The trouble was, I really
missed sex. The weight of a man's body on top of me, the smell of his skin,
the warm breath against my neck—it was never enough. I'd nearly hit the high
note—then he'd cum, and I'd fall right back down into an unsatisfied abyss.
My last guy got so fed up, he gave up trying to satisfy me.
Now, I've resolved to be content with my satisfying career and a new
condo that I adore.
As I watched the movers make their way down the raft and up the drive,
my eyes were drawn to the one large, shirtless, sexy back, and the
other—corded muscles as they carry my new sofa, as red and smooth
as Marchino cherries with fringed pillows and large curves arms big
enough to hold two people. Just right for making love in the middle of
the day if only I had someone to share it with.
"Good afternoon, gentleman." I offered them my most seductive tone.
"Ma'am," one said in a deep sexy voice that made my knees weak
and my nipples hard. He had dark sexy eyes that sparkled with
mischief and his partner had the most sensual mouth I'd ever seen.
"Please, just set it against the side wall by the French window in
the living room."
"You got it," one winked. Mmm, yes. Very sexy eyes—dark chocolate-
brown eyes. Warm and melty. I felt belly flutter and panties become
wet with desire.
Both men wore faded, threadbare jeans. The kind that formed tightly
around squeezabely perfect male buns.
My mouth began to water as I imagined sucking on one ripe cheek.
The other grunted as he set my sofa in place. The sound reminded me
of a satisfied moan of a male orgasm—
Damn, I was horny.
It was a sad state of affairs if just the sound of a stranger's groan got
me hot. The taller of the two put his hands on his slim hips while
assessing the placement, while his pal wiped the perspiration from
his chiseled face, lifting his T-shirt from his chest to his face revealing
a stomach so tantalizing —I wanted to take a bite...I wanted him.
He caught me staring. Those lips curled up in a smile that could seduce
even the most chaise woman.
I had to act fast. "You guys must be brothers," I said.
"Cousins, actually," the tall one said as his eyes lazily raked down
my body. It felt as though his hands were all over me instead of his gaze.
"Have a seat," I offered. "I'll get you hard-working boys something
cold to drink." I leaned in as they sat down, offering them both a
generous glimpse of unrestrained breasts from the top of my halter
top. Sexy Eyes crook a brow at me and I reached out and drew my
finger from his chin to the rivet of his jeans.
I left the room for the drinks. "It's so hot in here," I said as I made
my way back to the sofa. I rolled a cold drink against my neck. "And
I don't have a fan. Could one of you blow on the back of my neck?"
I sat between the two tempting cousins, touched the ridged muscles
of their large bodies. The cousin with the sensual mouth tugged at the
tendrils of hair that fell across my shoulders, and wrapped it around his
large hand as he blew his warm breath across my nape. I sighed as if
I'd been given a drink of refreshing water in the Sahara. Sexy Eyes
wrapped his large hands around my waist, massaging my back in little
circles with his thumbs, and I let my head fall back in bliss.
"Feel better?" one asked—his voice a husky whisper that sent tingling
sensations down my body and between my legs.
"Oh, yes..."
I felt the tie of my halter top slide down my shoulders and arms, exposing
my breasts to the warm air of the room.
I'd never in my life felt so wicked.
It was startling and delicious all wrapped into one.
Sexy Eyes continued sinuous circles at my back, his tempting cousin
with the luscious lips bent his head and grasped one erect, hyper-sensitive
nipple between his teeth and nibbled lightly. His lips were even hotter
than the summer heat outside. I closed my eyes as I purred in response
to the manly attention I so craved.
I soon felt my shoulders being pulled down as my head fell back
against a hard muscular lap. Two heated palms massaged and
circled my breasts, their tips. I began writhing my hips, feeling confined
by too many layers. He must have felt my frustration. I felt more than
heard the whoosh of the zipper of my shorts roll down.
With my panties still on and my top now at my waist, I felt an unfamiliar
hesitation mixed with the heady feeling of sexual anticipation. "Please..."
I whispered, arching my back, waiting for the final barrier of my panties
to be removed. "Please," I pleaded again.
"Lift your hips, honey," Sexy Eyes said. His voice rippled up my legs
and made my clit pulse.
I did as he asked as his cousin rubbed my belly then pinched my nipples.
I lifted my head, silently asking for him to kiss me. I needed those full
kissable lips on me. Finally, those beautiful were placed to mine. Soft,
sweet kisses that became harder and deeper while he continued to
pinch the peaks of my breasts into an almost pleasure/pain.
Sexy Eyes inched off the couch as he slid the slip of fabric from my hips
and moved his big body between my knees, pushing them apart. He
slid his roughened fingers up the inside of my thighs until he reached the
short curls hiding my sex. My breathing rapidly became a pant as his
thumbs lightly parted and closed and parted again the outer lips hiding
the moist folds, teasing, taunting me into insanity. Soon, when I thought
I might climax just from the erotic sensations pulsing from my breasts,
magic fingers parted my vaginal lips wide.
"So pretty," he said just as his hot, pointed tongue encircled my already
engorged clit. I nearly skyrocketed through the ceiling. I screamed from
the intensity, from the heat and the dizzying pleasure.
"Oh, god. Yes...there...more..." I panted. "I need more."
"I don't know. Do you deserve more, sweetheart?" He smirked at his
partner. "Should we give her more, cousin?"
"Oh, yeah," he said and I groaned in disappointment when his tongue
left my clit while hands left my breasts. They stood and left me there
naked and alone on my new sofa. Both kept their gazes locked to
mine as they removed sweat-soaked t-shirts. Impressive male chests
matched with impressive bulges pressing against there snug jeans. My
mouth went dry at the delicious sight of pure male flesh.
Of their own volition, my hands reached out and grabbed at both ridged
bulges, perfect outlines of perfect cocks beneath their jeans. I couldn't
decide what I wanted more—to suck on them like fudge-sicles or have
them deep inside me.
Good thing there were two cocks instead of one.
One threw is head and back and sucked in his breath as his hips pushed
against my palm. The other offered me a one-sided smile as the tip of his
erection peeked out from the top of his waistband.
"If you like what you see, darlin', there's more," he said.
I smiled and bit my lip, deciding. I crooked my finger for him to come
hither. As he stepped forward, I flicked my tongue across the pink tip.
Allowing the flicks to follow the zipper as I pulled it down as his erection
sprang forward. Before I knew what was happening, the other had his
jeans off and positioned himself between my legs.
I let go of his partner's member just to relish the feel of a man against me.
I tried to coax him to enter me, but he pulled back. Teasing me. Then
rubbed the tip against my clit back and forth until I was dripped wet with
desire. I repositioned my head to maintain my attention to the delectable
cock at my lips.
Soon I felt the heat and the pressure as his cock filling me. For the briefest
moment I thought I could actually climax. He pumped into me slowly at first,
allowing my body to accept his length, then soon became fast and wild.
Hot and forbidden until I couldn't concentrate on both men. I couldn't
think at all as he pressed his thumb to my clitoris massaging it as his cock
his the pleasure spots inside me. I cried out as I felt my resolve falling
over the edge. My hips bucked against his as the spasms of my unexpected
orgasm contracted. Over and over it went on for what seemed like forever,
but wasn't long enough.
I wanted to cry for the sheer joy of the sensation, the release, the pleasure
of falling on the other side of satisfaction so long denied me.
As my heart settled and my breathing returned to normal, one held my
head and lightly brushed the hair from my forehead, while the other pulled
himself from my body and wrapped his arms around my waist as he placed
his head on my chest. I felt sated and cherished.
"Was there anything more you'd like today, sweetheart?" one asked.
"Mmm, no, not today," I said blissfully. "But I plan on purchasing a dining
table next week." ~
Twice the Fun
Copyright 2004 By Bonnie Williams
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Torrance, CA 90501