The Stagers by Louisa Neil Read Free Book Online Page A

men said, “You’re not wrong.”
    She smiled and drew a deep breath. “Don’t be gentle with me, men. Just fuck me until I can’t come anymore.” With a trembling hand, she reached behind her and unclipped her bikini top. Then she untied the string at her neck, letting it fall to the patio. Using both her hands, she lifted her breasts, pulling them higher and together, dropping her head so just the tip of her tongue lapped at each nipple in turn. “Does that do anything for either of you?”
    Farrin wasn’t sure where this new found freedom came from, only that it was long overdue. “I’d like to suck your cocks,” she said, moving to a wooden bench in the shade, waiting for each man to walk to her. When they did, she stripped down their bathing suits and captured a cock in each hand. Van was long and thick. Lyle was a bit smaller. She used her hands to pump each one before leaning forward and taking the head of Van’s cock between her lips. Then she switched to Lyle’s.
    Back and forth she went, devouring their erections with her mouth and pumping the other. Van leaned down and captured her breast in his hand, rubbing her nipple between his fingers. Lyle followed suit and soon the three of them were a haze of hands, lips, and cocks.
    She stopped suddenly and both men waited for her direction. “I need a cock in my pussy,” Farrin told them and dropped both their erections. “Where Van?”
    “Let’s go inside. Nobody needs to get sunburn.”
    She led the way, not sure where her confidence came from, knowing only that she wanted this more than anything she ever wanted before. The cooled air swamped her as soon as she opened the sliding glass door to the lower level, Van’s man-cave of sorts. It had comfortable seating around a large television and a full bar ran along the back wall. She glanced to the other end of the space and decided against the pool table.
Been there, done that.
    The door closed behind her, and she knew both men stood close. Van stepped up, snuggling his hard cock between her buttocks while Lyle moved in front of her. His fingers slid her bikini bottoms down her legs and steadied her as she lifted each leg, his laugh light hearted when he tossed the scant material over his shoulder. Lyle stayed on his knees before her, his hands skimming over her hips and thighs. His tongue traced along her pussy lips, first lightly then with more pressure. Soon he was suckling her clit with abandon.
    She dropped her head back against Van’s shoulder and relaxed against his body, his hands doing marvelous things to her breasts. He pinched her nipples between his fingers and made small jutting motions with his hips.
    Farrin didn’t allow herself to think about the aftermath. Instead, she went with the moment, a moment she’d created. Turning, she was able to kiss Van’s mouth while Lyle continued to lick her pussy. She groaned when he slipped a finger inside her.
    “Oh, baby, you are so hot and wet.” He added a second finger and pushed her over the edge into a small orgasm. “That’s it, Farrin, come for me.” He lapped at her pussy, licking her clean before sitting back on his heels.
    Van lifted her against his body and walked to the center of the seating area. He gently lowered her to the soft carpet and knelt beside her. Her hands reached to his cock and guided it to her lips. Lyle moved between her legs, pausing only to encase himself with a condom before pushing inside her in one smooth motion. She felt her muscles grip against him and felt his cock surge fuller within her walls.
    With each inward push, she sucked Van deeper down her throat. “You’re gonna make me come, Farrin.”
    “Then come for me, Van, and switch places with Lyle, so I can suck him while you fuck me.” The men moved positions without question. She noted Van paused to protect her, and she felt the difference when his cock entered her. She was fuller than with Lyle.
    Lyle pulled off his condom and moved beside her