Chapter Twelve
She woke up to the dawn of a new day with her hands still wrapped around them in a loving embrace. Their bodies were a work of art made to give her the kind a pleasure to make her keep coming back for more.
She couldn’t recall how many time she had cum, but it was enough to drive her out of her mind. She wanted to repeat the experience. The future was theirs and it was going to depend on each of them whether or not they could make this work.
“I don’t know about the two of you, but words escape me. I just want to keep holding onto the both of you. In the cold light of reality, I know I can say this arrangement pleases me. I would love to know both of your thoughts about last night and about the future.” She felt them both jump in her hands and she was tempted to give them an oral wakeup call like they had never had before.
“Adam was the one who made this possible. I was reluctant, but I’m glad I had the necessary liquid encouragement. It wasn’t enough to make me lose control of my faculties, but it was enough to make me dispel any misgivings. Today is nothing like last night. I know from personal experience it’s only going to get better.” Blake was already quite excited and had woken up several times to thrust between her fingers.
“I can’t say that I can treat you better than my brother can, but between the two of us, we can find the perfect rhythm. This is the kind of loving we have all been missing and found in this tangle of limbs. I can’t explain it, but my orgasm was stronger than with any other woman. I can only say I’m happy we didn’t cross swords.” They all giggled, a little overwhelmed by the experience and quite taken by how they had found each other.
“I don’t know why we have to wait. I see a breakfast with two very thick sausages ready to be devoured. This time, I don’t want either one of you to reciprocate. This is mainly for my enjoyment, but you both are definitely going to get something out of it. I find myself curious to discover the differences, and the only way to do that is up close and personal.” The sheet was thrown off of their bodies and the slight shiver running through their limbs were soon warmed by the touch of her fingers along the inside of their thighs.
“I will never say no to oral gratification. It’s one of my guilty pleasures and very difficult to find when it comes to an experience to remember. You go above and beyond with a technique you should teach others.” Adam put his hands behind his head and was looking down at the way she was sizing him up.
Her hot breath touched him and he was soon to feel her polishing his knob until he was glistening in the sun streaming through the curtains.
“I hope you didn’t forget about me.” Blake had taken matters into his own hands and was priming the pump, waiting for his turn at the silky feel of her lips tightly cinched around him.
“It’s an ugly trait to be impatient. Stay frosty and I promise to heat you up.” It sounded strange using an American colloquialism, but fitting at the same time.
“I’m already warm to the touch. I do find myself interested to watch instead of acting on my feelings.” He didn’t have to wait long, and she was soon between his legs supplying him with the kind of suction that would make the top of his head explode.
“I don’t think this can get any better. The only thing that comes to mind is the possibility of her having an identical twin sister.” Adam was quite content with her hand twisting over the top and giving him ideas of supplying her with a morning cocktail for her to savor.
“The home fires are burning brighter than they have ever been and I couldn’t be happier. I’m afraid there’s only one of me, but I am more than happy to keep you both to myself. It might be greedy, but I think of the both of you as my reward for living in hell.” She was on her knees between them, going back and forth with first her hand and then her mouth.
“This is your first experience when it comes to morning wood. I hope you are up to the challenge. You can see that the two of us are ready even after what we did last night. There’s nothing better than waking up in the morning with smiles on our faces.” Blake was moving and meeting her halfway every time she took him into her mouth.
“I don’t know how many times I have woken up with an erection and nobody was there to help me get rid of it. I don’t see there being any sleepless nights unless we’re up to the crack of dawn giving you the kind of pleasure you can only dream of.” Adam felt like he was in the presence of a woman who knew him almost better than he knew himself.
“Adam and I will be happy to make you breakfast in bed after you finish what you started. Don’t think for one minute that we’re going to let you out of this bed without giving you what you are looking for.” Blake felt like he had been broken into a million pieces. His sexual experiences were dismal and left him wondering if there was something better.
Yvette was using her Latin fire to scald every inch of their manhood down to their balls. She was enjoying the way the veins were throbbing and how hard she had to press her tongue against it to make them squirm in the sheets. The pillows and silk sheets had been permeated with their scents.
Lying between them all night and waking up to listen to their heartbeats had awakened all of her senses. The tactile touch to their bodies made her mouth salivate for the chance to explore them from the top of the head all the way down the shaft.
Neither one of them tried to push her away when she offered them a good morning blowjob. They must have thought it was Christmas and their birthdays all rolled into one. She was using their bodies to show her how her hunger could become something of an untamed and wild animal after its prey.
The warmth and heat from her spit made Blake unable to resist her sexual terms of surrender. He was waving the white flag of his masculinity and began to feel the telltale pulse of his orgasm raising its head. There were different degrees of pleasure, some he was able to take and others which were asking for trouble.
“Don’t say I didn’t give you any warning. I’m getting the basic idea that diving right in is becoming addictive for you. It’s a good thing we don’t mind letting you grab us whenever you damn well feel like it. Any guy would be lucky to have you in their lives. You are the strongest woman I have ever met.” Blake worked his pelvis until she extracted him from her mouth to keep him waiting for her to return.
“I never said anything about this being a quickie. I love the way that you react every time I touch you a certain way. Both of you are different, and I have a lot to learn before I find every single button that’ll make you do whatever I want. It’s going to be my pleasure to work you into a frenzy of sweet delight.” She turned her attention to Adam and was putting extra emphasis on the way her tongue circled the crown of his manly scepter.
There was definitely magic in the air with both of their cocks performing tricks for her eyes. Squeezing at the base of Adam’s unyielding flesh brought forth what she demanded as a thirst quencher. It was the perfect eye opener and had her ready with the cream before she injected her body with caffeine.
It was amazing to see them react in much the same way with their hands bunched into the sheets. They were walking the tightrope of their pleasure and she was happy to make them into a smorgasbord of sexual delights. Their cream was similar with faint differences that she hoped only she would be able to make the distinction.
“I will never know what you are going to do next. A woman who excels at pleasing their man is never going to lose him. You might be inexperienced, but you make up for it with enthusiasm. You only have to listen to our bodies and feel our reactions to know what is going to become our weakness.” Adam was dangerously close to the edge with not even a semblance of a safety net underneath.
His orgasm was the kind of pleasure that no mere mortal could withstand for long. His eyes were watering with the effort and his loins were burning between her lips. The jets of his creamy discharge flowed with a fiery determination. It painted the surface of her tongue until he had nothing left to give.
Adam got up and went into the bathroom to leave them to finish on their own. He needed a quick shower and then he was going to adjourn to the kitchen to find whatever was in her pantry.
Blake was happy to have some alone time with her and found it was necessary to be with her without Blake criticizing him. It gave him the freedom to thrust into her mouth with abandon. He had no interest in denying her anything her heart desired as long as she was willing to make him scream for the neighbors to hear.
“I don’t think I’m strong enough to resist what you are doing to me. The look of your hair fanning over my crotch and the feel of your lips are about to make me break the silence.” He held her down and made her take it all the way down her throat with it about to go off. It was amazing to see she was up to the challenge and didn’t try to pull away at the moment of expulsion.
Her throat muscles were working overtime and she was able to pull back the head to where it was spurting several lengths of creamy rope into her mouth. She reveled in the taste and felt they could become a guilty diversion and a culinary surprise every morning, depending on their diet.
Not one single drop got past the seal of her lips. She felt it would be a waste and was determined to capture his essence right down to the last drop.
She kissed him, and they made out like lovesick teenagers in the back seat of a car during prom night. Yvette’s hands pinned him to the mattress and she subjected him to lengthy kisses to the nape of his neck with love bites to mark her territory.
Adam came out a few minutes later with a pillow of steam following in his wake. He showed not the least bit of modesty walking around bare naked.
“I don’t know what is for breakfast, but I will make good use of the kitchen. I like to dabble and none of my creations are ever the same. I can’t promise you’re going to like it, but I can promise nobody will ever be able to repeat it.” He knew one look in her direction and he would have jumped back into bed for a marathon stint between her legs.
“I don’t trust you and we both know your spice palate isn’t exactly in my league. Together, we will bring her something almost better than sex.” Blake gave her one more lingering kiss and grazed his right hand with nimble fingers along the sensitive region of her anatomy.
“Goddamn… I don’t mean to use the Lord’s name in vain, but the sight from where I’m lying is by far a Biblical revelation.” She was lying on her hyper-allergenic pillows and witnessing two young men in the prime of their life.
She was worried they would leave her for another, but she wasn’t about to go down that road without provocation.
She didn’t notice the high-powered lens of a camera capturing something worth more than a thousand words. The drapes were open wide enough for someone with no emotional investment to take shots of them in various states of undress and sexual activity. The photographs made no mistake about what they were doing together.