Four to Go (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (18 page)

“I’ve been doing just fine, John. Why?”

“Well, I guess I just wanted to make sure you had no regrets about what happened two nights ago between the four of us.” He squeezed her fingers gently before bringing them to his lips for a kiss. “We haven’t had a chance to let you know how much that evening meant to us, or to tell you how absolutely fantastic you are. God, I can’t tell you how much I wish this mess was completely behind us so that we can concentrate on the four of us.”

“Oh, John! I have no regrets at all about that evening, only eagerness and anticipation for the next time we can all be together. I loved it, all of it.”

John’s eyebrow lifted quizzically and a smile tipped up one corner of his mouth. “Even your spanking, when you came like a wild woman?”

“Spanking? Spanking? What spanking?” said Mike.

Color rushed to Kate’s face at Mike’s startled exclamation of surprise.

“You spanked our Katie? And she came? Where was I? How come no one told me about spanking Katie? I would have loved to have seen that! Can we spank you again, Katie, so that I can watch and spank you, too? Can we?”

Mike looked so hopeful and excited that Kate laughed out loud.

“Well, overstimulation of my—”

“She means,” Tom continued slyly, “she means her clit was so overstimulated from being sucked and played with that when John spanked her pussy, she came like crazy, bucking and rising up to meet each stroke of his hand as it came down between her legs. Didn’t you, babe? And I even held her pussy lips open so that she could feel everything. And she loved it. She loved each stroke, didn’t you, sweetheart?”

Mike’s eyes grew larger as Tom spoke. He turned to John. “You spanked her
pussy
? She came when you spanked her
clit
? John, why didn’t you tell me you actually spanked our Katie between her legs? Oh, the picture that creates in my mind is so hot!” Mike stiffened suddenly, holding himself absolutely still for a few seconds before relaxing again.

“Shit, that was close. Just hearing about John spanking our Katie’s pussy nearly made me come in my pants. It was that hot.” His cock had swollen to epic proportions, and he tried to rearrange it within his trousers.

Mike looked out of the window and said, “Damn it, we’ve got at least another half hour before we get home, and that’s being generous considering the gaping pot holes on this road. I don’t know if I can wait that long.” He roughly ran his fingers through his hair, let out a deep breath, and tried again to adjust the erection tenting his trousers.

* * * *

Torn between amusement and rampant sexual arousal at Mike’s excited and enthusiastic reaction, Kate shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She was aware of the liquid heat now soaking her panties. Talking about her erotic spanking and watching Mike’s very visible erection was arousing enough, but the idea of watching Mike “take care” of his problem increased the flow of juices from her pussy.

“So, Mike,” Kate said, breathlessly, “Why wait until we get home to take care of your problem? Remember, you’re among friends here. Besides, I want to watch you masturbate. I want to watch you stroke that cock until it’s shooting your cum.” Kate’s voice deepened with desire. “Come on, Mike. Take it out and let me watch. You guys promised me I could watch. Do it, Mike. Do it for me.”

Mike groaned loudly, and his fingers shook as he unbuttoned the top of his trousers, eased his zipper down over his tumescent cock, and carefully released it from its tight confinement. Immediately, he gripped his cock just below its bulbous head, squeezing tightly until the threat of coming receded.

“God, Mike, that’s beautiful. Just absolutely fantastic.” Kate smiled, glanced at Tom’s rapt expression, and then with a mischievous grin she said, “Mike, if you play with your cock and give me a nice show, maybe I’ll spread my legs and let you watch John spank my pussy. But if you can stroke that meat and tell me a down and dirty sexual fantasy while doing it, I’ll spread my legs for you and let
you
spank my pussy.”

This time there were groans from each of the men. John and Tom both took out their cocks and began pumping and stroking them while Mike still struggled to keep from coming.

“Katie!” Mike rasped. “I need you on your knees in front of me. I’m going to fuck your mouth until I come, and you’re going to take every drop. Now, Katie! Now. Suck it like a good girl, Katie. Take it all! Then I’ll tell you my favorite fantasy.”

Kate was already on her knees, sucking wildly, her tongue probing and stroking before his first sentence was finished. Mike threaded his fingers through her hair as he held her to his cock. Had the limousine not hit a deep pot hole which thrust his cock deeper into her throat, Mike might have been able to hold off coming for a little while longer. But the sensation as his cock hit the back of her throat pushed him over the edge, and the cum began spurting into her sucking mouth.

Kate finally lifted her head, wiped her mouth and looked up at Mike, and winked before moving back to the bench next to John.

“That was incredible, Kate,” said John as he slid one hand between Kate’s legs, moving it in a circular motion. “Whoa, Kate. You have panties on beneath your skirt. How do you expect us to be able to pleasure you when you’re wearing underwear?”

John looked over at Tom with pretended concern. “Tom, underwear should be a real no-no for Kate. And, what’s more, her panties aren’t merely damp, they’re soaking wet. Talk about a turn-on.”

Slipping his fingers inside her panties, John began fingering her pussy. “Stand up, Kate. Let me take your panties off so that we can all see your pussy. You’ve been looking at our cocks and sucking Mike’s dick, so we should be able to look at your pussy and watch you masturbate for us. Right, Tom?”

“Right. Let John take ’em off of you, Kate. Then you can spread your legs and play with your hot pussy, and we can watch you. That’s right, Kate, you look so fantastic with your panties gone. Sit down and masturbate with us, Kate. Let your talented fingers strum across that sensitive clit. Rub it, play with it, and make yourself come while we watch and jerk off with you. That way when we get home, you’ll be primed and hot for anything and everything we want to do with you. And we want to do a lot to you and for you and with you. You’ll get anything and everything we’ve got, babe. I can promise you, Kate, you’ll love it all.”

“Katie,” Mike said with a sigh, “you are the sexiest thing, sitting there with your legs spread so wide and that pretty pussy drenched with your liquid fire. You’ve already got me hard again.” He gripped his cock with one hand while the other hand rubbed in a circular motion across its hard crest.

“Now as to that fantasy you mentioned,” said Mike as he continued stroking his cock with one hand and massaging his balls with the other. “Well, it goes back to the first time we met you. You were wearing white short shorts and a blue-striped blouse which were sexy as hell, but covered you perfectly. Except I was sitting on the floor when you sat down in the chair across from me. I could see up the pant leg of your shorts where your dark pubic hair was clearly visible, peeking out from the leg of your panties. I was grateful I was wearing sunglasses because I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. Then you changed your position, and I noticed that your shorts rode up quite high, separating and outlining your pussy lips, and pressing the seam of the shorts against your clit. I was in a sexual haze almost all of the rest of that afternoon, my mind creating one sex-filled scenario after another, with you as the star.” Mike looked up as Kate murmured in surprise. “In my fantasy you were tied spread-eagle to my bed, naked. I placed a pillow beneath your hips, lifting your pretty pussy up in the air.”

“I never knew you were sexually attracted to Kate,” interrupted Tom. “I mean, I knew you both really liked Kate, and that the four of us got along great that first summer, but you and John were either off screwing each other blind, or you were screwing your girlfriends until they could hardly walk. I sure had no idea you had any sexual fantasies involving Kate.”

“Neither did I,” John remarked softly. “But I do remember those short shorts. They were hot and created more than a few sexual fantasies of Kate in my mind, too.” His eyes raked Kate with naked desire, watching one hand stroking her sex while the fingers of her other hand spread open her pussy lips. “Next time, I get to describe
my
sex fantasy starring Kate.”

“Well, let me continue mine,” said Mike. “I created a scenario in my mind where Katie would make an appointment with me every week to get her pussy shaved. I’d lather it so gently and then stroke the safety razor over her creamy, smooth skin, carefully removing every crinkly hair from her pussy. When she was completely bare, I’d take some soothing cream and gently rub it into the naked folds of her pussy.”

Mike looked at Kate with a definite twinkle in his eyes. “I did allow Tom and John to play with your tits and to suck on them but only while I rubbed the cream into your pussy. I even let them fuck your mouth, as long as I didn’t have to stop what I was doing. Of course, you always needed several applications of the soothing cream, and I had to spend a long, long time rubbing and stroking the cream onto your naked pussy lips, sometimes rubbing up and down and sometimes rubbing across your folds. There were also many times that you required a firmer touch, a deeper rubbing. We both enjoyed that.”

“Mike,” Kate breathed. “That is so erotic, so hot.”

“But, Katie,” he said, looking hotly at her. “There were many times that summer when you and Tom were busy and that interfered with your appointments with me. You were late many times and missed quite a few appointments entirely. That was bad. Very bad. I couldn’t let you get away with that, now could I? You can understand that I had to do something about that, right? You needed to be punished for ruining my schedule, didn’t you? You would always consent to a full evening of discipline because you knew you were bad and you knew that the three of us would be participating in your punishment.” His eyes grew darker and his expression became more intense as the sound of heavy breathing increased in the car.

Suddenly, Mike looked hesitant. “Uh, maybe I’d better skip this first part. It gets a little far out here.”

“No!” Kate cried out. “I want to hear it, all of it. Don’t you dare stop, Mike. Don’t you dare. Besides, even though we might not want to act out a particular fantasy, just listening to an over-the-top fantasy can be incredibly arousing. Pretty much any playacting between consenting adults goes. Besides, I can always say ‘No.’ So, come on, Mike, tell us.”

Mike gulped, then continued. “You always appear before the three of us naked for your evening of discipline. Your arms are tied and raised above your head and attached to an eyebolt in the ceiling rafter. Your legs are spread wide and tied to the hidden restraint rings in the floor. We look to see if your clit is peeping out from your exposed pussy, but it’s not. Each of us tries to tug and pull on it to see if we can get it to come out to play, but it keeps hiding from us or doesn’t come out as far as we want it to. Since you missed your ‘hair’ appointment, we are unable to suck on your clit to make it bigger.”

Kate looked at him in surprise. “Why not?”

“Stubble,” he said with a straight face.

Chuckles and outright hoots of laughter greeted his absurd statement.

“So then, we have no alternative but to bring out the ‘clit-finder,’ attach it, and turn it on.”

“What the hell is a clit-finder?” demanded John.

“It’s, um, I don’t know if I should—”

“Tell us, Mike. How can I find my clit if I don’t know what a clit-finder is?” Kate demanded with a smile.

“Well, it’s this plastic thing with a long slit that was specially modified to fit between your pussy lips, right over your clit. Then this plastic thingy, is attached to the end of a large hose and the hose is attached to this machine. And when you turn this machine on, it creates suction and—”

“Ohmygod, Mike.” Kate shrieked with laughter. “Ohmygod, how did you know? How could you possibly have known? That’s been a secret fantasy I’ve never even told Tom about.” And she doubled over laughing and holding her sides.

Mike relaxed and grinned at Kate’s reaction.

“Well, where the hell can you buy this clit-finder machine? I’ve never heard of one,” Tom said, and at that statement, Kate collapsed onto the bench seat, wailing and pounding the seat with her fists.

“Don’t feel alone, Tom, because I’ve never heard of these machines either.” John looked at Mike and Kate in surprise.

By this time both Kate and Mike were howling with laughter, while Tom and John looked at each other in complete mystification.

A few moments later, Kate sat up and looked intently at Mike, all amusement gone. “Tell me, Mike. Set up the scenario for me. I want all of the details of this fantasy. Do it, Mike. Pull me into this fantasy with you. Pull us all into your fantasy.” Once again her fingers dipped into her pussy, pulling, rubbing, and tugging on her distended clit.

Now that he was assured Katie wanted to hear more of this off-the-wall part of his fantasy he settled back, began stroking his cock again, and began talking, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I tell Tom and John that you must receive your initial punishment in full. After that they would be allowed to join me in whatever else I desired to add to your evening of discipline. I tell you that you must accept being hooked up to the clit-finder machine for at least thirty seconds the first time. Then the three of us would release the machine and check to see if your clit was sufficiently elongated. And, sadly, we always had to advise you that one session would not be enough and you would need to be hooked up for another session on the machine.”

Kate moaned loudly and began rubbing the heel of her hand in a circular motion between her legs. Still, her eyes never left Mike’s face. “Go on, start at the beginning,” she demanded.

“Once you are restrained, your husband spreads your pussy lips so that John can hold the plastic thingy over your clit. They both check to make sure that the plastic thingy is firmly attached to the large hose.” He shook his head and shivered. “I swear, Katie, the image in my mind of that large hose hanging down between your spread legs, held up only by the force of the suction on your clit, has driven me fucking crazy for years.” He blew out another deep breath before continuing. “When everything is in order, and we are all ready, I turn on the…vacuum cleaner.”