“Wrap you hand around the base, Lizzie, and squeeze him gently. Yer men’s cocks like to be held firmly, but not too tight. Now, take the head of his staff in yer mouth and suck and lick it the way you did mine.”
As she followed Caelan’s instructions, Gavan groaned and fisted her hair. She stopped, unsure of herself.
“Nay, lass, yer pleasing him. If he wants ye to stop, he’ll tell ye.”
Elizabeth sucked Gavan’s throbbing dick back into her mouth, and Gavan moaned deeply, the sound ending in a sigh.
“Good, lass,” Gavan managed to say as he began to thrust forward, pushing his cock past where she had been comfortable.
When she tried to pull back, Caelan put his hand on the back of her head, urging her forward, sliding her mouth down the length of his shaft.
Lizzie groaned, and Gavan’s cock twitched in response.
“There’s a good lass,” Caelan purred as he continued to push her head forward, impaling her mouth on Gavan’s member.
She was able to take several more inches in her mouth.
Watching her suck Gavan, Caelan was becoming more aroused by the minute. While he had no interest in even touching Gavan’s rod, guiding Lizzie’s head and gently forcing her to take more of it than she had originally wanted was arousing in the extreme. Her lips and tongue enveloped Gavan’s thick, throbbing flesh, and Caelan looked at Gavan, who was as mesmerized by their young bride as he was.
“Harder,” Gavan growled, clenching his teeth, closing his eyes, and leaning his head back.
Caelan released his hold and watched Lizzie draw her head back, licking along Gavan’s length, lapping her tongue all around the head.
Gavan flexed his fingers in her hair, taking complete control of her movements. He surged forward again and again, faster and faster. Gavan growled again, pumping harder and arching his back to thrust even more deeply. Caelan could tell when Gavan started sending long, ropes of cum down their bride’s gullet and into her belly, where it would mix with his own.
When he stilled, and removed his cock from her mouth, Gavan leaned over, pushing the hair out of her eyes and dropping several kisses, one each on the top of her head, the tip of her nose, and finally her lips.
Gavan locked eyes with Caelan, “Aye, Cae, ye taught her very well.”
Caelan chuckled and stroked Elizabeth’s hair. “Ye go lay back down, Lizzie. I’ll make something for breakfast, and the three of us will eat together. Would ye like that?”
Gavan walked over to the bedroll and put himself in the same position Caelan had been last night when Gavan had taken her maidenhead. He crooked his fingers at her to coax her to come to him.
Elizabeth crawled back on his lap and curled up.
5
ELIZABETH
Elizabeth spent the next few days enthralled in a sexual haze. She might have been mortified, if not for Gavan and Caelan’s constant assurance that nothing that happened between the three of them was wrong. She found she craved their touch and was rarely without one, or the other, touching her.
After the first day, she lost her shyness about being naked in their presence. They had decreed that, while she could wear a corset and chemise in the future, she would be allowed no bloomers. Usually, Caelan had on both trousers and shirt, but Gavan tended to favor just his trousers. He teased her that, if she wasn’t careful, he’d take to wearing a kilt, a kind of male skirt he could easily ruck out of the way to have her anytime he liked.
Part of her still fretted that what they were doing was wrong but, each time they touched her and murmured words of sex and love to her, those feelings slipped further and further away. After letting her recover the first day from the loss of her virginity, they began to regularly fuck her several times during the day and night.
There were times, it would be one-on-one and, other times, both would be there as one fucked her pussy and the other played with her nipples, clit, or bottom hole. Both Gavan and Caelan woke with morning hard ons and both insisted on plowing her pussy, or cunny, as they called it, often not bothering to wake her before they started. Elizabeth decided that was the best way to be awakened.
Gavan usually had her on her back with her thighs spread wide so all three could see his cock disappearing and reappearing into her pussy. Caelan, most often, had her on her knees and mounted her like a wild stallion. They encouraged her to tell them what she liked best. The problem was, she liked it all.
Each morning, when they were through, Gavan would take her over his lap while Caelan used their combined essence to lubricate the plug before placing it inside her. She had to wear it for several hours, and they gently teased her when she squirmed.
“Our Lizzie likes having her bottom plugged, don’t ye, lass?” Caelan said one morning as he fisted her hair to drag her over to where Gavan was lying prone. “Suck yer husband’s cock, Lizzie.”
She had leaned down, deep throating his staff, loving the feel and taste of him. She had discovered that her husbands tasted different. Caelan’s cum was sweeter and less salty, but she found she liked both. Her head bobbed up and down, taking him deeper in her mouth while swirling her tongue around it like a lollipop.
Elizabeth was so focused on pleasuring Gavan that she startled when Caelan stroked her back down between her butt cheeks and jiggled the plug.
“Cae,” she panted before yowling when he swatted her.
“Nay, lass, ye keep sucking Gavan and pleasuring him.”
He twisted the plug inside her, and she found she could barely focus on even keeping Gavan’s cock in her mouth, but Gavan grasped her head and forced it down the length of his
