Jack removed his hand from my shorts and I watched as he brought his glistening fingers to his mouth, sucking them hungrily, and I turned partially, crazed, lunging at his perfect mouth, wanting to taste him, wanting to taste myself on his lips. I crushed his lips under my own, and after his first shock passed, he claimed my mouth, plunging his tongue in deeply, teasing me, tugging my lower lip between his teeth. I whimpered my need and he did it again, conquering me with his kisses, and exploring the virgin territory of my mouth.
Donovan continued to stroke my body as I kissed Jack; he loved the frenetic quality of our movement. He took advantage of my position and eased my shorts down my bare legs, leaving me naked between their still fully clothed bodies.
I no longer cared about the words-I could be single, or dating, or easy, or a fucking nymphomaniac. Nothing mattered but the two men holding me and how they cared for me and wanted me and how I wanted them. They were my friends, and my lovers, and my midnight fantasies come to life. All I wanted was to have them consume me until nothing else existed and the world fell away.
I turned to Donovan and thrust my fingers into the hair at his nape, and in a moment of crazed bravery, I pulled him to me, crushing my bare breasts against his chest and looked into his eyes.
“I want you,” I said quietly, no other words needed, and then I kissed him with all the pent up passion within me, burning my desire into him so there could be no denying it. Donovan growled deep in his throat, his feral side emerging and he pulled me even closer. While still plundering my mouth I felt him toeing off his shoes. Jack was removing his shirt, and a wave of dizziness washed over me as an image of the two of them, naked, branded itself into my brain.
Jack trailed kisses down my back, tracing paths lower and lower until he was gently biting the soft roundness of my ass. Every time I felt his teeth dig into my tender skin I felt an electric shock course through my body to my clit, triggering another wave of wetness in my pussy. Jack reached between my legs and played with the wetness, teasing me, taunting me, feeling the lips of my pussy clench as he would graze them but never fulfilling his promise by sliding them inside me. I had pulled my lips away from Donovan’s during one particularly suggestive stroke of Jack’s fingers and I was panting with desire.
“Easy, Pet,” he whispered as he guided me to my hands and knees so Jack would have better access to my pussy. “We have all the time in the world.”
I wanted to howl at him that I didn’t want to wait, that I wanted to come now but I couldn’t catch my breath enough to speak. I just arched my back and pushed my ass further towards Jack’s teasing hand, hoping upon hope that he would have mercy and fuck me with those beautiful fingers.
Suddenly I realized that Donovan had removed his shirt and was in the process of unzipping his pants and I knew that I had to get closer-I had to have his cock in my hands or in my mouth, somewhere! — and I had to have it now. I leaned as far forward as I could without losing all contact with Jack and nuzzled my head against Donovan’s crotch, burying my nose in the crease where his hip joined his thigh. Wordlessly he pulled his fatigues down and then slid them off, his cock bouncing heavily in front of me. It was dark with blood, engorged in his excitement, and I could see wetness spread across the head. I was drooling in anticipation, and pounced upon it unwilling to wait any longer.
I was still leaning on my hands so I shifted to where I could use just one for support and the other for more satisfying things. I wrapped my free hand around the base of Donovan’s cock and bobbed up and down his rigid shaft, sucking hard as I reached the head and then loosening the suction as I slid back down again. Donovan had both hands in my hair, guiding me up and down his cock, groaning as I pulled back, licked the tip like an ice cream, and then swallowed his length again.
I felt Jack shifting behind me but then I lost track, focusing only on the beautiful cock in front of me, until I felt his hands gently pushing my knees apart. I followed his direction, listening to him murmur his approval of my treatment of Donovan, and only jerked when I felt the tickle of his hair as it brushed against my inner thighs.
Jack had shifted us into the open space on the floor and had flipped onto his back, sliding his head between my knees. He grasped the backs of my knees and separated them until I was spread open above his face, his hungry tongue lapping at my pussy. The thought of those beautiful lips of his wrapped around my clit sent a shiver wracking through my body and a river of wetness flooding his face. He groaned and brought his hands up to frame my ass as he slowly parted my pussy lips with his thumbs. The cool air that teased my most secret parts enhanced the incredible sensation of being parted and I squirmed in pleasure. Jack took this as encouragement and latched onto my clit with such vigor that I was afraid it would hurt, but instead it just triggered a cascade of sensations that sped from one nerve ending to another, tightening every muscle in my body until they were screaming in need of release.
Jack took that moment to move one hand, pressing his well-slicked thumb against my asshole, the pressure adding incredible sensation to an already overwhelming experience and it was more than I could stand. Donovan pulled his cock from my mouth as my orgasm began, and he added his fingers on my breasts to the tidal wave of sensation that was overwhelming me, and my body exploded into a million pieces as my climax chased itself in dizzying circles, higher and higher until I almost screamed from the pleasure.
My legs were trembling and in a swift movement Jack had slid me down his body until he could simply hold me as I juddered and shuddered on top of him. I watched as Donovan stroked the length of his cock in his fist, his eyes running over us, noting the contrast in my white softness and Jack’s chiseled cinnamon skin.
Usually an orgasm like that would send me straight to sleep, but I had so much pent up frustration that as soon as it had passed all I could do was focus on the body beneath me. I slid up Jack’s length, enjoying the feel of him and sank my teeth into the muscle along the side of his neck where it joined his shoulder and I felt him quake beneath me.
“You’re amazing, Darcy,” he breathed, inhaling through his nose as he tried to control himself, but I didn’t want him in control and I bit him again. Jack loosed a moan and arched under me, pressing his hard cock into my stomach.
I wanted that cock, and I wanted it badly. I turned to Donovan and saw him watching us and it just spurred me on further. I caught Donovan’s eyes and grinned wickedly at him, and when he looked at me and nodded I lifted myself a little and caught Jack’s cock against my slick pussy lips, teasing both him and myself by sliding along its length. I stroked him again, and again, and as his breathing hitched in his throat I held my hips still. He looked at me wide-eyed and I could see tiny dark flecks in his emerald irises. His pupils were dilated and his breathing was shallow, and there was just the tiniest question on his face, as if he wondered why I stopped. When the look finally turned needy and he began to rock under me, I shifted again. The blunt tip of his cock was lodged against my opening and I paused just a second before dropping my hips, allowing its girth to split me wide, my slick lips closing around the narrower collar just below the head. The invasion drove the air from me and my muscles squeezed him tightly, hungry for more. I rocked gently, teasing us both, slicking his cock with my juices, until he grabbed my hips, and pulled me tightly against him.
The feeling was amazing. He was buried deep inside me, not moving, and I could feel the walls of my pussy randomly fluttering and tightening around him. I couldn’t stop it, couldn’t control it. It was wonderful, electric, and frustrating all at once. His fingers dug into my hips and prevented me from moving and when I growled my frustration at him he just laughed.