Two Short Stories and Three Very Short Stories

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Book: Two Short Stories and Three Very Short Stories by Madeleine Oh Read Free Book Online
Authors: Madeleine Oh
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hers. Heat, need and longing roared inside. She wanted him. Deep. How long would he make her wait? She was gasping for air when he lifted his mouth, her chest heaving under his and her body aching.
    “I want you in me,” she whispered.
    “Where?” He rocked his hips, pressing his erection against her belly.
    “In my cunt.”
    “Soon.” Was he going to tease her all night? “First you suck me again.” He moved to straddle her chest, sliding his hands over her breasts as he settled himself. Alan eased pillows under her head, propping her up until Mark’s cock brushed her lips. “Suck me, Annie.”
    At this angle he came deep, touching the back of her throat. She had to think, to pace her breathing with his strokes so she didn’t gag and thinking wasn’t what she wanted to do. She wanted to feel.
    Hands parted her thighs. Fingers teased her curls and opened her. She almost yelled as a tongue touched her clit. Soft as a whisper it drove her wild. Up and down it went, side to side, and now in a slow tantalizing circle. Her heart pounded behind her ribs, her mind and body soared, a wild rushing filled behind her ears. She was climbing to the peak, her hips jerking as passion rose, any minute now, very very soon, she would…
    “No!” she screamed in frustration as the mouth moved away, leaving her wide and wanting, and the next instant, Mark pulled out of her. “How could you!” she yelled at the double abandonment.
    “Because, it’s too soon for you to come,” Mark said, his voice so gentle she wanted to cry. “There’s something you have to do first.”
    “What?” The snappiness felt justified. She was ready to leap on the pair of them if they took much longer.
    “You need to get me ready,” Alan said, holding up a small, foil package.
    “It’s licorice flavored,” Mark said. “I chose it, I know how you like licorice allsorts.”
    She’d give them both allsorts! “You want me to put it on? All right.” She reached out for it, ripped the package open and tipped the condom into her hand. Black! Colored to match the flavor. Oh well. She reached out to Alan’s erect cock.
    “No.” She stared up at Alan. Hadn’t he just told her to? “No hands. Use your mouth.”
    They were trying to kill her with frustration.
    The hardest bit was balancing it on the head of his cock. That took three tries. After that she closed her mouth over him and unrolled the condom with her lips. Almost running out of breath before she finished. “That’s harder than I’d ever imagined,” she said, sitting back to admire the black condom against his dark hair.
    “So are we,” Mark said. “Come on, Annie, let’s make good use of your goat skin rug.”
    Good idea. Goat skin was easier on her knees than the darn shower. She suspected they’d keep her on them a long time. They took forever, getting her positioned just so. Shifting a knee here, moving an arm there, caressing her buttocks and stroking her breast until she was ready to beg them to fuck her but didn’t. Guessing it was exactly what they wanted.
    “Ready to get double fucked, Annie?” Mark asked, just a couple of seconds before she’d have given in and begged.
    “Yes.” She tossed back her head and dragged the word out in her need.
    “Where do you want it first, your mouth or your cunt?” Alan asked.
    “Both at once!”
    “You sound desperate.” Mark’s hand between her legs surely proved that. “I think we should let Alan go first, as our guest.”
    Did they think she’d argue? Hard to do, if she’d wanted to, with a thick, hard cock filling her mouth. That and Mark’s hands massaging her buttocks almost had her in orbit. One hand held her hips still, the other probed between her legs, parting her, slipping inside to tease with one finger, then two. She didn’t want fingers. She wanted his hot, hard cock. He teased back and forth up towards her crack and now he was spreading her wetness between her cheeks and over the puckered entrance to

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