Howling at the Moon [The Mystic Museum] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (5 page)

Carolyn cupped her breasts in her hands, feeling their weight. She circled her thumbs over her nipples. They puckered at her touch. She squeezed them between her thumbs and index fingers. Her body reacted with a responding twinge in her nether region. Her hands slid down her stomach and her hips. She added more soap before moving them between her legs. When she touched her pussy, she truly wished Milo was with her. Carolyn washed her ass and her legs, noting how her curves made the journey more interesting. She let the water rinse the soap from her now-sensitive skin. She turned the water off and opened the shower curtain, half expecting and half hoping that Milo would be there.

When she thought about it, she supposed she should be surprised at herself for feeling this way, but she wasn’t. She wanted this. In fact, she was hot for it. She was discovering it was part of who she was. Coming to grips with that was soothing. She would not fight this part of her nature anymore. Instead, she would embrace it and see where it took her. She wrapped her hair in a towel, then twisting it she secured it as best she could. She toweled herself dry and looked for a robe. Finding none she wrapped the towel around her torso. Carolyn opened the bathroom door and walked down the hall. Her heart began to flutter. Her pulse began to rise. Her pussy began to throb. What would they do to her?

Milo combed his fingers through his hair in a vain attempt to bring it to order. That one piece always fell into his eye. He refused to cut his hair into the really short butch style of his friends. He and Jacob had taken quick showers. Now they were waiting for Carolyn to return to the kitchen after her shower. He looked over to see her emerge from the hall. The towel she’d wrapped around her head was beginning to loosen. She lifted her arms to right it. An annoyed scowl passed over her lips as she removed it from her head. She threw the towel over her shoulder and began to run her fingers through her wet hair. Her hair fell below her shoulders, and there was nothing exceptional about it. It was a run-of-the-mill dirty blonde, almost brownish color, sort of mousy. Every time he’d seen it, it had been pulled tightly back from her face. It fell loosely now. Even though it was wet and stringy, he could tell it would be full and wavy when it dried. In his mind he pictured it spread out on a pillow, soft and shining. His fingers tingled with the desire to touch it. He wanted to thread his digits through it and pull her head back to expose her neck. He wanted to bury his nose in her hair and breathe deeply before he nipped and kissed her neck. He pulled himself out of the fantasy. She was here and the reality of her presence was better than anything he would imagine.

Jacob crossed the room and took Carolyn’s hand. “Feel better now?” He caressed her knuckles with his thumb.

“Yes, I do, thank you.” She smiled just a little shyly.

“You look good enough to eat. I’m glad I saved room for you,” Milo said. He took her other hand and touched it to his lips. Women told him that he didn’t have a romantic bone in his body. They told him that sometimes he got too rough. He’d asked Jacob to help him with that today. Carolyn blushed. He was beginning to like that about her. He could tell that he was affecting her.

Jacob lifted her and put her on the table. “I’ve saved room, too. Now we have to set the table just right.”

Her color deepened.

“Looks like it’s set pretty good right now,” Milo said. His length began to harden.

“It sure does,” Jacob agreed.

“What am I supposed to do?” she asked.

“Just do as we tell you,” Milo said. She flashed him a look. “You know what I mean…what Jacob said earlier.” It was his turn to blush. He didn’t want to upset her.

“Here, let me help you with that,” Jacob said as he took the towel from her shoulder. He loosened the towel around her torso. It slipped down her back and onto the table. He straightened the wrinkled folds. He stood back and admired her body. Blood began to rush to both of his heads.

“She looks so good. I can’t wait to get my hands on her,” Milo said. His hands itched to touch her skin. It looked so soft. It was slightly pink from the shower.

Jacob folded the towel in his hands, forming a comfortable pillow. “Lie down, Carolyn, and put your head on this.” She leaned back. He clasped the back of her head near her neck, giving her support. He squeezed the hair at the nape of her neck, making her neck gently arch. He growled. He placed the towel under her head. “Are you comfortable?”

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

“Good, just relax. We’re gonna take care of you,” Milo said. “Lift your legs and put your feet on the table.” She hesitated. “Come on now. Do as I say,” he teased and was gratified when her legs rose. He squeezed her hand.

They stood on either side of her. She looked from one to the other expectantly with just a bit of trepidation showing in her eyes. Each of them smiled, and she visibly relaxed. Jacob took her hand, Milo followed Jacob’s lead.

Milo was trying to match Jacob’s movements. As far as he was concerned, he wanted to get down to her cunt and start sucking, but Jacob had warned him about rushing. His lips brushed her knuckles. He turned her hand over and gently pressed his lips into her palm. She moaned. He nipped the soft flesh between her thumb and index finger. She jumped. His tongue soothed the flesh he’d just nipped. “Did that hurt?” he asked, breathing into her palm.

“No,” she said.

He began to worship his way down her arm. Kiss, nip, move. Kiss, nip, move. He repeated the pattern all the way to her armpit. His lips lightly touched the skin between the sweet ministrations.

Jacob nibbled her knuckles. He turned her palm over and gently explored the center with his soft lips. His tongue made a playful circular motion. He lavished more attention there before his lips blazed a trail of sweet love to the crook of her elbow. He stopped there and pulled the soft skin into his mouth, his tongue flicking across the sensitive skin.

Milo gently sucked the tender area between her armpit and the top of her breast. “Fuck, you taste so good.” His hand cupped the underside of her breast. He moaned. “You’re so soft.” He lavished kisses and tiny little nips all the way to her nipple. He latched onto its budding peak and sucked.

Jacob’s mouth touched her skin with the lightness of a feather on its way to her shoulder. His lips teased and his tongue licked her warm flesh as they traveled over her shoulder and up her neck. He found her lips. He gently pressed his to hers. A sweet caress designed to gain her trust. She moaned and opened her mouth. He ran his tongue across her lips, teasing her. Her tongue reached out to his invitation. He touched its tip and waited for her response. She moaned and thrust her tongue into his mouth. He released her hand and cradled the back of her head. His other hand framed her cheek. He deepened the kiss, showing her how much he wanted her. She wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck, pulling him to her.

Milo released her hand. She began to squeeze the hard muscles of his shoulder. He cupped the other soft mound. He pinched her nipple between his thumb and index finger. He continued to suck on the other breast. She slid her palm down his back, her fingers pressing into his sinewy flesh. Her nails raked his skin. The slight pain of it excited him. He moaned and sucked harder. Her hips began to rock in a sensuous motion, inviting him to move on. He began a sensual exploration of the rest of her body. His fingers kneaded and stroked their way to her stomach. He pressed roughly, wanting to feel her soft skin. He squeezed her waist and the small pudge of flesh around her belly button. His mouth left her breast, and she whimpered loudly in protest.

Jacob released her lips. “Now they’re mine,” he whispered. “I want to taste them and suck them and make you so hot you scream. We want you to scream, Carolyn. We want you to come. Come for us, Carolyn. Show us how much you want us, so we can show you how much we want you. We want you hot. We want you to be utterly ours.” Her moan said she’d been listening. She shivered and gooseflesh covered her body. His words had affected her. His thumb gently stroked her cheek. His fingertips used a circular motion as they made their way toward her breasts. He watched her eyes close as his hand encircled her sensitive breast. His thumb made circles around the bud of her nipple. She bit her lip and sucked in a breath.

“That feels so good. Both of you, it feels so good.” She moaned and began to let go.

Jacob kissed his way to her breast. He held one and sucked the other.

Milo moved to stand between her legs. He caressed the outside of her thighs from her hips to her knees. He touched her knees. “Open them for me, Carolyn.” He moved his palms over her kneecaps to the inside of her thighs. Her legs moved open with his gentle touch. His palm stroked the soft flesh, moving toward her center. “You’re so beautiful, Carolyn.” She was spread open before him. She had just enough pubic hair to make it interesting, its coarse texture the opposite of her smooth skin. Each of his palms encased each of her inner thighs near the joint at the hip. His thumbs caressed the lips of her womanhood, pulling it open to reveal its soft pink folds. He lowered his head. “I love the way you smell. It makes me hot for you.” He took his cock in his hand and squeezed. Sweet nectar oozed from the tip. He spread it around with his thumb. “Yeah, I’m ready to fuck you. But first I want to taste that sweet-smelling pussy.”

“Oh my God,” she said. She scratched Jacob’s shoulder.

“Keep doing what you’re doing, Milo. She’s starting to heat up.”

“Fucking A, it’s making me hot, too,” he said. “I’m going to slip my tongue in here.” He pressed his thumb inside the opening to her vagina. “Do you want me to do that, Carolyn?”

“Tell him, Carolyn,” Jacob said. “He needs to hear what you want. So do I. Tell us how to fuck you. Tell us what you want.”

“Yes, I want you to put your tongue there.” She sounded a little shy and unsure of herself.

“Where do you want my tongue? Speak up, Carolyn. I want to hear you. It will make me hot,” Milo said, hoping to put her at ease.

She took a breath. She closed her eyes. “Milo, I want you to lick my pussy. Jacob, please suck my tits.”

“Oh, yeah, that’s good, baby. I like hearing what you want,” Milo said as he used both hands to spread the lips of her pussy wide. He pulled the chair closer with his foot. He removed one hand and positioned the chair so he could sit in it between her legs. He returned his hand to her inner thigh. He pressed his thumbs inward in a circular motion. He lowered his mouth to her pussy. He slipped his tongue in above his thumbs and tongued her clit. Her hips rose from the table. “You like that, do you?”

“Yes, I like it.” She was panting with desire.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, I want more.” That admission sounded as if it had been ripped from her involuntarily.

“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He spread her cunt open with his thumbs. He licked it from bottom to top. He sucked on the pink lips. He tongued her hot depths. He moved to her clit. He teased and tantalized that rising nub until he finally locked his lips on it and sucked. She began to writhe in earnest.

“You like what Milo’s doing, don’t you?” Jacob asked.

“Yes, I do.” The words came out in a breathless rush.

“I want my cock in your mouth. Open your mouth for me, Carolyn,” Jacob said. He repositioned her head closer to the edge of the table, angling her body so that Milo was not disturbed. She turned her head to the side. Jacob moved close to the table. His cock hovered before her mouth. “Open your mouth, Carolyn,” he repeated.

Carolyn opened her mouth.

“Do you want me to fuck your mouth?”

She nodded.

“Tell me, Carolyn. We want to hear what you want.”

“Fuck my mouth, Jacob.” Her eyes rolled in their sockets. “Oh my God, Milo. Oh my God, I’m coming.” She gasped for breath, taking deep gulps.

Jacob waited for her breathing to calm before he put his cock in her mouth. “Suck me, Carolyn. I know you want it.”

She opened her mouth and pulled his cock into it with her hand. She sucked the tip and jerked its length.

“That feels good,” Jacob said as he began to pump her mouth. “Milo, suck her good. Put your fingers into her cunt.”

Milo inserted two fingers into her moist opening. He found her G-spot and tickled it. He felt her pussy spasm around his finger. “You like that, Carolyn?”

“She likes it, Milo. She’s sucking my cock like there’s no tomorrow.”

“I want to fuck her, Jacob. Can I fuck her now?” His fingers worked her cunt feverishly.

“Carolyn, do you want Milo to fuck you? He has a big cock. Can you take it?” Jacob took his cock out of her mouth. “Do you want Milo to fuck you?”

“Yes, please fuck me, Milo.” She lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes blazed an invitation.

“I want to fuck you hard. I want to bury my cock deep inside your cunt. I want to pump you until you come. I want to fuck you so deep you can taste me with Jacob. Is that what you want me to do?”

“Yes. I need that. I need to be fucked now.”

Milo touched the tip of his cock to her slippery, hot, cum-filled cunt. He groaned. “Jacob, I’m not going to last very long. I need her bad.”

“I think she can handle it now,” Jacob assured him.

Milo held his throbbing cock. He released it long enough to pull her to the end of the table. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders. He found her opening. He led his penis in with his hand and then sheathed it to the hilt. Carolyn’s body arched to meet his. He pulled his cock out slowly. He pushed his aching rod in, feeling every tight ridge inside the walls of her hot pussy. The pain of his erection was exquisite. He could feel himself throbbing inside her. He began to move faster, pressing each thrust deep inside her. His balls slapped at her asshole.