was, which suited me fine.
I began to take long, slow pulls on Harley’s rod, then punctuating it with dirty talk.
“So Harley, what was it like to finally taste Ben’s cock?”
“Ohhh…”
“Hey Ben…how’d it feel to have a man suck you off?”
“Ahhh…”
“And Harley… stop using me as a mouthpiece.”
“Huh? But…you called me over…you started sucking-”
“That’s not what I mean.” God, it was hard to carry on a conversation with Ben driving deep inside me. “Okay. Here’s what we’ll do.”
I slipped regretfully off Ben’s cock and rolled over onto my back. I pulled out my voice of authority from back when I was running our kitchen. “Harley, front and centre.”
The young man knelt between my spread thighs, started nudging forward.
“Uh-uh. Growing boy like you needs to eat more. Head down and tail up, boy.”
Finally the lights seemed to go on in his head. “Oh. Right…”
Harley dropped his sweet mouth straight down onto my pussy, still slick with juice from the ramming Ben had given me. All those articles he’d read seemed to have done him some good, though. In seconds he had my clit squeezed between his teeth.
Ben laid back and lightly stroked himself as he watched Harley work me. I pointed to him.
“You there, soldier. Fall in behind!”
“There’s no room, you’re almost against the wall.”
“Not me.” I nodded at Harley.
“Huh? Oh…but, I’ve never…I mean, Harley won’t…uh…”
I tapped Harley’s shoulder. “Come on, honey. You say nothing and you’ll always regret it.”
Resting his head on the cushion of my bush, Harley muttered something neither Ben nor I could hear.
“What’s that, Softly?”
A deep breath in, a long breath out. “Ben…I want you to fuck me.”
“Uh…I don’t know. That’s a whole lot different. I mean, before, I was just…laying there…”
“Please, man? I just wanna know what it’s like. Just once,
Slowly, Ben’s doubt seemed to evaporate. He crawled over until he was kneeling behind Harley’s upturned hips. He grabbed his cock, still slick with my juice and nudged it into the mouth of Harley’s ass, pressing forward slowly.
Harley let loose a sigh rich with age straight into my gaping gash. He quickly followed it with his tongue, and I felt a new buzz roll through me. I got to watch and participate at the same time.
I almost came as I watched Ben’s power in action. He gripped Harley’s hips so tightly I thought he might break bone, and he began to pump harder and harder. The power of his wide shoulders, the rippled wall of his abs, the tight diagonal lines that led from his hips to his groin-from where I was laying that was all I could see, but it was plenty good.
Harley had a mouthful of pussy and a face full of ecstasy. He grimaced with every powerful thrust of Ben’s hips, the pumping action knocking grunt after grunt straight out of his lungs and into my crotch. I felt a climax swelling inside me, and it grew as I pictured myself in Harley’s place, with a strong young man’s hips thudding wetly into mine.
Ben’s strength pushed Harley further up my belly, so I curled my fingers down to take the place of his tongue. As I rolled myself into what could best be described as a neat orgasm Ben groaned, and began to sob with pleasure. He pulled out and wrapped his hand around his cock, pumped himself as his fluid shot out all over Harley’s back, even down onto my belly. He leaned heavily on his friend’s hips, and then rolled down onto the floor.
“Fuck.”
I tried to look happy. I’d come, after all, but in the end I’d had to finish myself.
Again. Two hot, young men and me still high and dry. Well, not dry, but still…
My disappointment must have radiated off me like heat. Harley looked up at me.
“Ma’am?”
“Please, Harley. Call me Nicole.”
“Was that, uh…good for you?” Whichever way Harley decided to go, I could tell he’d make some man or woman-or both-really happy.
“It was…nice.”
Slowly he began to slide his body up between my spread thighs.
“Ma’am…Nicole…if I may say, you deserve a helluva lot better than just ‘nice’.”
His cock bumped against the wall of fingers at the mouth of my pussy.
“If I may…?”
I slid my fingers away and smiled at him. “You’re beautiful, Harley.”
“Fuck…I wanted to-”
I turned quickly to Ben, eager to calm him. “Oh, Benny. You’ll have plenty of other chances. If you want them.”
“Really? You…uh…you liked it?”
“Loved it.”
He actually blushed as he smiled. “Well, I don’t know if I wanna watch this.
Think I’ll get a shower.”
He headed out and I swore I felt Harley relax on top of me.
“You know, Harley, you don’t have to do this. Ben’s gone, you don’t need to impress him.”
“I’m doin’ this for you, Nicole. And for me.”
He nudged forward, like he still thought he could somehow hurt me. He rocked slowly and persistently, gliding in and back, and it was nice…really nice. No roughness, no domination…just slow and sensual. Which was a little too much like being with a man my own age.
I rolled him over and took control. He held my hips as I ground into him. With no belly fat he was all hardness, inside me and against me, and his strength gave me a solid platform.
Then, from nowhere, I felt Ben’s breath on my neck.
“Thought you were having a shower.”
“I didn‘t want to miss the big moment.”
His big hands curled around and cupped my boobs, then swooped down to rub at my bush.
“There!” I yelled. “You found it!”
Seemingly too scared to move, Ben pressed his finger in against my clit and in seconds I was gone, washed away on a tide of pleasure. Waves of heat gushed from Harley’s cock deep inside me, and we each called out to the universe in the ancient wordless language of lust.
I fell onto Harley’s chest, sliding across the sheen of our mingled sweat. Ben’s hands stroked all over my back and ass, and I didn’t think I ever wanted to move.
I almost fell asleep there when Harley began to wriggle beneath me.
“Ma’am…Nicole…I’ve lost my circulation.”
“Aww…I’ll buy you a new one. Just let me lay here.”
Ben swooped his hands under my arms and lifted me like I was a grocery bag.
“You heard the man. Let’s go.”
I hung limply, tried to think heavy, but it was no good. Ben was too strong. He dumped me lightly on his bed and sat beside me. Harley looked across at us and nodded.
“Y’know, you two look pretty good together.”
Ben smiled and kissed my cheek. “I always knew Uncle Kurt was wrong for you.
You deserve so much better, Aunt Nicole.”
I play-slapped his cheek. “I just had me a whole hunk of better. And if you can’t call me just Nicole by now…”
“Sorry. It’s just, y’know, ten years takes a while to undo.” He looked across to Harley. “Uh, but what about
