seemed decent guys, the type that wouldn't really hurt her. But still, but still.
Denny eased her closer to him, taking her mouth again, using a kiss as the challenge this time, inviting her to respond.
Laurie hadn't really had a lot of sex before. There'd been Jim, obviously, but regardless of whether he was randy as a goat with Melanie, he'd seemed almost under-sexed with her — and definitely not that imaginative. Before him there'd been two or three boyfriends over the space of her adult life, all of them seeming like a serious thing at the time, but later fizzling out. And in each instance, she'd not really been to cut up about it, not from a sex point of view. With Jim, she'd been fond of him, and somehow bewitched by the idea of something permanent and lasting, and the idea of being in love rather than actually feeling it. So she'd overlooked the shortcomings that now seemed so obvious.
But this was completely different. A desire and an adventure she'd never be able to overlook or forget. If only she had the boldness to reach out and grab it.
Do you dare?
Yes, I do! I do!
Reaching up, she dug her fingers into Denny's silky curls, and opened her mouth to his, meeting his tongue when it plunged in, warm and hungry.
Yes! Not two but three silent voices seemed to chorus the word; those of the men, cheering her on, and her own inner voice proud of her own courage.
Denny kissed hard, kissed hungry, kissed dominant. Again, savoring his onslaught, Laurie almost wanted to laugh at the misleading quality of appearances. His fey, pale clothes and golden looks concealed the heart of a predator, and even the fact that he'd 'received' last night probably only meant he'd demanded that his partner service his needs.
He held on tight to her, a hand at the nape of her neck, another on her shoulder, making her accept his kiss in a thrilling, primal way. He tasted of wine and honey and new beginnings.
And all the time, Ed was at work too, at first gently kissing her hand as if it were a holy artifact, but then, suddenly, on the move. As Denny kissed and subdued her, Ed began exploring. Still kneeling, he settled his hands on her thighs, one each, on the outside surfaces, slowly sliding them upwards, then down again, and then up, tantalizing her. Laurie sighed into Denny's mouth, feeling the urge to open her legs, and lift her bottom, to allow Ed more access.
'Good girl,' whispered Denny, his lips starting to roam too, as he gently pushed her so she was leaning against the woven back of the settee. He kissed her brow, her cheek, and a sensitive spot beneath her ear, then tracked down the side of her neck, on and on down until he nipped at a spot just above her collarbone. As his sharp teeth plagued her, Ed's hands were down below, sliding between her thighs, urging her to open her legs, and to open her heart and self to the pair of them.
'Relax,' urged Denny, still nibbling. Laurie could feel his fingers at work at the nape of her neck, then before she had time to stop him — not that she wanted to — he unfastened her halter top. Peeling it down, he exposed her breasts in her flimsy strapless bra.
A momentary dark cloud drifted into view. Melanie had huge boobs, and she imagined Jim, who was a breast man, fiddling and playing with them. Laurie's own breasts were smallish, nicely shaped, but not an enormous handful. But as if he'd sensed her qualms, Denny uttered a hungry masculine rumble of appreciation.
'Mm… so nice, so very nice…' Cupping her, he ran both thumbs over her nipples, teasing her through the lightly forming Lycra of her bra. 'Look, Ed, aren't these just the most beautiful breasts you've ever seen? Oh God, I love women with pretty little tits… and wicked hard nipples.'
Laurie closed her eyes and rolled her shoulders, loving the way he teased and played with her, and silently begging for him to bare her breasts completely.
'Let's have this off, shall we? And get a better view.'
Despite the fact he had a male lover it was obvious that Denny knew his way around a brassiere. In less than a second, hers was unhitched, whipped off and flung cheerfully across the room, out of the way.
'Yes, that is better. Much better… Much, much better…' His fingertips drifted over her flesh, teasing each nipple, flicking at them, and then suddenly, he was reaching behind her, gripping her upper arms, drawing her shoulder blades together so that her breasts were lifted and presented.
Laurie's eyes shot open. The move wasn't what she'd expected, but it was stunning, thrilling. The sense of exhibition reminded her of what she'd done last night, showing herself to them. Only this time she was being shown, exposed and offered to Ed's hungry lips. She saw the quickest of glances pass between the men, and he came up on his knees and leant forward, drawing her left nipple into his mouth and sucking hard.
As he did so, Denny nipped at her neck again, teasing delicately with the edges of his teeth. 'Isn't this nice?' he murmured, between nips.
Nice? It was incredible. Like nothing before. With Denny worrying her neck, and Ed's mouth tormenting her nipple, Laurie just couldn't keep still. It was like the men were creating an ever growing circuit of desire inside her body, energy bouncing from her throat, to her breasts, to her pussy. Between her legs she felt swollen and tense, ravenous for pleasure.
'Do you like it, Laurie?' taunted Denny, his voice and breath warm against her skin, 'Do you like commanding the services of two men? Feeling two mouths paying homage to your beauty?'
Laurie didn't know what to say. She barely could say anything. She just wanted to groan and gasp and wriggle about.
Sliding his hands down her arms, Denny caught both her wrists in a single-handed grip, then reached out with his freed hand to caress her other breast. He pinched, lightly, and then rolled her nipple to and fro, to and fro between his fingertips, somehow managing to match the rhythm of Ed's sucking, teasing lips.
'Oh, God!'
Laurie couldn't keep quiet any more. It was harder and harder to keep still. Getting desperate, she bore down on the seat beneath her, parting her thighs further. Ed laughed softly, his breath wafting her breast, and Denny said, 'Good girl… good girl… that's it… show us that you want it.'
Laurie bore down harder, gasping for breath, willing one of her enterprising swains to take off her panties. No, more than that. She wanted one of them to rip her knickers off, tear them off, wrench them from her body and jam a hand between her legs. She didn't care which of them did it as long as one of them did.
'What shall we do now?' Denny, as ever, was the spokesman, and he punctuated his words with rougher, wickeder tweaks, 'Tell us what you want and we'll do it. We're your slaves, beautiful, beautiful Laurie.'
No, you're wrong. I'm your slave. I'll do anything, anything you want of me.
It was a new state of mind. She was a new Laurie. She'd morphed into a woman whose daring and hunger thrilled her; a woman who wasn't afraid to have the pleasure of two men.
She was even a woman who could say outrageous things.
'I want you to touch my pussy and bring me off!'
'Oh, you're a wicked, dirty, gorgeous woman,' growled Denny in her ear, 'and I can't think of anything… or anyone… I'd rather do right now.'
'Not even him?' she gasped, nodding at Ed, kneeling before.
'Don't worry. He'll get his turn. And he'll enjoy it all the more if you're there too.' Denny was so in charge, so dominant. His voice and his fingers thrilled her. 'Now, come on, buddy,' he said, turning his attention to his partner in lust, 'Let's get this delicious hussy's knickers off and show her what we can do.'
Ed chuckled, gave Laurie's teat a last little nibble, and then sat back on his haunches, reaching for her panties. He slid his thumbs beneath the elastic, then paused and gave her an odd little look. With a slight nod, he withdrew for a moment, and in a swift, efficient movement, whipped his dark cotton top off over his head, baring his chest.
'There you are,' observed Denny cheerfully, 'Something pretty to look at while you come.'
Pretty? Well, that wasn't the first word she'd have chosen. Gorgeous was more accurate. Hunky… Desirable, absolutely and completely…
Ed's skin was rather pale, but it had a creamy, healthy sheen, and his muscles were lean but crisply defined. He had very dark, pert little nipples and Laurie suddenly longed to repay the compliment and kiss them. But it seemed she wasn't going to get the chance just yet, because the men were clearly all about her for the time being.
