"Yes sir," I muttered, almost inaudibly as I looked away again. The moment the words had escaped my lips I felt the sweetness of Cole's wet mouth at my sex again. The moment I felt that, Austin released his fingers from my nipple and I felt the heat of his breath on my breast.
Pleasure surged through my body as Cole's tongue swept up my opening, spreading my thick folds to each side as if he were searching for something. Only when I felt the tremendous wave of ecstasy flooding through me did I realize what he had been searching for. As soon as he'd found the taut nub of flesh he'd been looking for, his tongue began toying with it, teasing it then spinning slowly around it. With each motion that touched it, my body jerked in a different direction. My mouth hung permanently open, as if my body was unable to believe that I could feel this kind of pleasure.
Another bolt of pain shot through me and I looked down to find that Austin was tugging at me with his teeth. Another moan escaped. Then another. I'd never felt anything like the thick, sweet pleasure that was filling my body and making me writhe beneath the two men on the bed.
"Oh...God..." I whispered as I watched the two men's mouths working me over thoroughly. Austin let me go and looked up at me.
"That's it baby. We want you to come before we fuck you."
The vulgar words shot through me like bolts of lightning. No one had ever said anything like that to me. Now my husband, my first husband was speaking to me like that while the other's tongue was still working furiously into my slick slit. I moaned again at the thought. Austin locked his lips back onto my stiff nipple as the heat grew in my middle.
"Oh...I..." I squealed. I was gushing from my middle now. Cole's stiff tongue lapping at me and Austin switching his attention's from one breast to another. I felt myself start to shake. The tremor started in my stomach but soon my thighs were shaking around Cole's head. He sensed it, sensed that I was about to fall into a climax, as did Austin. Then, right before the moment, right before my whole body was overcome by the tide of pleasure, Austin lifted his head off my breast, towards me, and pressed his lips to mine.
I let out a half scream, half moan into his mouth as I fell into the darkest place, drowning in my orgasm and how good the two men felt on top of me...
But neither Austin, nor Cole had any intention of relenting in their affections. Austin was standing beside the bed, his flesh stiff and ready as Cole began to climb slowly between my legs. I stared at it, that pole standing at attention between his legs.
"You can touch it, baby," Austin said, taking one of my hands and wrapping my fingers around himself. Though I was his bride, I did still feel some shame in touching a man this way, in inspecting him so closely, just inches from my face. But my curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help squeeze the thing and watch its purple head pulse under the force of my grip.
Though I'd just climaxed myself, the ache in my middle had returned quickly. Now I wanted the thing. I wanted to touch it, to taste it, but most of all I wanted to feel it inside me.
Chapter 10: Cole
Looking up at that beautiful woman, the taste of her on my lips, I could think of nothing more than crawling up in between those soft, creamy thighs and splitting her open. She was still trembling somewhat in her middle from the climax. I watched Austin wrap her fingers around his stiff cock, watched her taking it in, staring at that purple head. She was going to make a fine bride. A little too much lip, but that was easily trained.
I got up on my knees and started to crawl up in between those two beautiful legs, my cock aching for the taste of her pussy. My tan hand looked dark and weathered against the canvas of her pale skin. I paused at her nipples, tight and pointy from the climax she'd just been given. My thumb and forefinger locked onto one and I clamped down. Her body reacted instantly. Her back arched and she howled in a fit of pain. Austin looked at me. I knew what he was thinking. That it was too early. That we should get her used to the pleasure of knowing two men first. That the training shouldn't start until she was more comfortable.
We'd had arguments about it in the past. He was too soft anyways. I twisted her nub gently sending her shrieking again. But despite her howls, her body did what I wanted, what it should. Her legs opened slightly. Her back arched some more and a fresh smell of wetness wafted from between her legs. My cock ached and danced at seeing her reaction. My body felt like it was no longer
