Scandalous Wish (3 page)

He reached out and traced his fingers up Amanda’s inner
thigh, making her tremble, and a low throb started in her belly that seemed to
sink into the soft flesh between her legs. He nodded at Cammie and bent down,
placing a line of warm kisses along the band of her stockings, pausing to lick
between the minute gaps of her fishnets to the skin beneath. Cammie imitated
him on the other side, and Amanda watched them through half-closed eyes, the
pleasure suffusing her body making her skin extra sensitive to their touch.

They each worked their way down her legs, his touch firm and
knowing while Cammie took a more delicate approach, licking her way across
Amanda’s thigh and lifting her leg so she could nibble at the sensitive skin
behind her knee. Her mind wasn’t quite sure how to process this barrage of
sensations and visual stimulation so she closed her eyes, limiting her senses
to what she could hear and feel.

Cammie’s lush breast pressed into her calf, and she cupped
her own tits, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

“That’s it, baby,” he said in a husky whisper. “Let us make
you feel good.”

They both reached her feet at the same time and she squirmed
and giggled at the wet touch of their mouths against the bottoms of her heels.
Her laughter quickly turned to a breathy moan as Jared’s rough fingers pressed
against the cloth of her panties, cupping her sex and sealing in the heat.
Cammie continued to tease her foot, nibbling on the tips of her toes and then
working her clever little tongue along the delicate skin of Amanda’s inner
arch.

She shamelessly pressed her wet sex against his hand,
squirming as best she could with both of them holding her feet. The silky bed
didn’t provide much purchase, and she moaned in need as his seeking fingers
found the hard bud of her engorged clit through the damp cloth. He began to
trace circles around it, mimicking his tongue circling her big toe through the
fishnets, never quite touching her but driving her insane.

“Ta peau est très douce,”
Cammie said on a soft sigh.

Amanda gasped as he put his thumb directly on her clit,
pressing down with a firm touch.

“I have no idea what you said, but it sounded hot as hell.”

Cammie smiled at him. “I said her skin is so soft, and it
is, like silk.” A wicked gleam flared in her gaze. “Jared, do not make her
orgasm yet, please. Keep her needy.”

Amanda opened her eyes and cried out in disappointment as he
pulled his hand away. “What?”

Cammie nipped at her baby toe and then sat back on her
heels, her nipples now dark-raspberry with arousal. “Will you help me prepare
him for my cock?”

Chapter Three

Jared swallowed and tried to tell himself his dick was
throbbing because he was with two almost naked, utterly beautiful women, not
because he actually wanted to be fucked in the ass. However, he couldn’t deny
that the idea of being taken anally by these two sexy women certainly added an
intense edge to his sexual hunger.

Amanda pushed off the pillows and crawled next to Cammie,
lacing their arms together like two women taking a stroll. The wicked gleam in
her eyes and the way she squeezed her thighs together showed him how much this
turned her on, and he knew he would do anything she wanted.

“Take your pants off, Jared. Show her what a tight, virgin
ass you have.”

Cammie tilted her head as he pushed off the bed and fumbled
with his belt. “Has he ever let you touch him there?”

“Oh, every once in a while I’ll manage to slip a finger in
while I’m giving him a blowjob but nothing major.”

“So he has never had a prostate orgasm?”

“No.”

He cleared his throat and shot her an apprehensive look.
“Uh, only time I’ve ever had anyone do anything to my prostate is when I had to
turn my head and cough for my physicals. I have a feeling that isn’t what
you’re talking about.”

The women giggled, and Cammie wet her lips. “No, that is not
quite what I have in mind for you. A prostate orgasm is…” She tapped her chin
and looked at the ceiling. “It is a more intense orgasm for a man. The best way
I can describe it, and this isn’t quite right, is a prostate orgasm for a man
is like a G-spot orgasm for a woman.”

Some of the tension went out of his shoulders, and he gave
the women a devilish grin. “So I’ll be having a P-spot orgasm?”

Cammie shook her head and traced one long nail down his
stomach, pausing to stroke the arch of his hipbone. “If I do it right, you will
have an orgasm that will blow your mind and make you beg Amanda to do it to you
every night.”

He swallowed and leaned into her touch. “Well, that doesn’t
sound too bad.”

“The sacrifices we make for love,” Amanda said in a teasing
tone before stealing a kiss. “Now let’s get you out of those pants.”

Amanda leaned forward and helped him remove his belt,
pulling it through the loops before tossing it to the floor. She paused for a
moment and laid her head against his chest, rubbing her nose back and forth in
the crisp hair there. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, their
love creating a heat in his heart, ratcheting his desire for her even higher.

She looked over her shoulder at Cammie. “Can you help me take
off his clothes?”

His cock pulsed as both women giggled and tugged at his
pants, steadying him as his feet tangled in them while he tried to get them
off. Cammie stroked her hand up and down Amanda’s slender back, watching with a
hungry look as Amanda pulled his black briefs down, freeing his aching
erection. Pre-cum glistened on the bulbous tip of his dick, and he let out a
shuddering breath when Amanda leaned forward and grasped his erection, licking
the top as if it were an ice-cream cone.

“May I get his sweet ass ready, Amanda?”

He was glad Cammie didn’t ask him because his brain had gone
on vacation. Amanda squeezed more pre-cum from his rock-hard dick and nodded.
“What do you need me to do?”

Cammie scooted off the bed and gave his hip a fleeting caress
as she moved behind him. “Keep working that big cock of his while I stretch him
out, but don’t let him orgasm.”

Amanda licked at the skin between his thigh and his
testicles, her shiny blonde hair brushing over his erection in a way that made
his balls draw up tight. “Can do.”

Cammie’s floral perfume filled his senses as she leaned up
against his back, her heavy breasts and hard nipples brushing over his skin.
“I’m going to start by lubricating you with my fingers. It will be much easier
if you relax and let me in. If I feel you tightening up and fighting me, I’ll
tell Amanda to stop sucking you.”

He nodded and clenched his hands into fists as Amanda chose
that moment to deep throat him. The hot, wet heat of her mouth threatened to
force him over the edge right then and there, but Cammie’s nails dragging down
his back barely distracted him enough to keep him from spilling himself down
Amanda’s silken throat. His girlfriend hummed in approval and gripped his hips,
holding him still as the first warm trickle of lube slipped down the crack of
his ass. His muscles contracted at the sensation of Cammie’s finger probing
between his cheeks.

“Amanda, stop pleasuring him. Lean back on the bed and show
him that beautiful pussy he could be buried in if he stops tensing up.”

Amanda’s deep-blue eyes were glazed with lust as she moved
away from him. Instead of lying on her back, she went to her hands and knees
before resting her shoulders on the bed with her firm bottom up in the air. All
the air left the room as she pulled the panel of her panties over to the side,
revealing her swollen, wet pussy and the tiny rosebud of her anus.

“Look at how much she wants you,” Cammie said in a low voice
next to his ear. “Her cunt is so wet it is practically dripping. I know you
would love to shove your cock into her, and you will, but only if you let me in
first.”

His body twitched forward at the teasing caress of her
finger, but he forced himself to relax as he watched Amanda thrust two fingers
deep into her sex, her knuckles becoming slick and shiny with her cream.

“Bend over a little so your face is close enough to her
pussy she can feel your breath, but do not touch her.”

He complied, a little amazed at how readily he let the sexy
French woman take control of the situation. Then again, only a fool would do
anything to upset two aroused, hot women. Amanda moaned low and long as he blew
a warm breath over her dark-pink labia, her fingers thrusting in and out of her
wet flesh faster. He took in a deep breath, drowning in her musk as Cammie slid
her first finger into his ass.

It burned a little and he shifted, trying to find a more
comfortable position. His cock didn’t care about the discomfort, if anything he
grew even harder, something he would have sworn was impossible. Cammie eased her
finger in and out of his ass, massaging the tight ring of muscles, before
adding another finger. Amanda shuddered and rocked her body along to the
movements of her hand.

He was familiar enough with her body to know she was close
to coming, and his own denied orgasm made him speak up. “If I don’t get to
come, you don’t get to come.”

She continued to caress herself, spreading her outer lips so
he could see every secret inch of her intimate flesh. “Just one little orgasm,
please.”

Cammie made a low sound of pleasure. “Amanda, come back here
with me. You have to see how beautiful he looks with my fingers stretching
him.”

Her hands stilled on her pussy, and he could practically
hear her internal battle with trying to decide what she wanted more, her orgasm
or seeing him impaled on another woman’s fingers. She pushed back enough to wet
his mouth and chin with her arousal before rolling away, the expression of lust
on her beautiful face bordering on savage.

She moved off the bed and stood to lean against his hip, her
fingers lightly tracing the veins of his cock while she licked and bit his
shoulder. “Brace your hands on the bed and bend over, I want to see.”

He hesitated, knowing how foolish it was to feel embarrassed
by being so exposed, but still uncomfortable with the mental image of being so
open…so vulnerable. After having spent his life being the one who took, the one
who penetrated, he grappled with the unfamiliar situation of being the one on
the receiving end. Amanda gripped his erection and began to stroke him with
long, featherlight pulls that barely moved the skin over his iron-hard shaft.

Each stroke pulled him farther down onto the bed until the
muscles in his forearms stood out, supporting his weight. The women made almost
identical sounds of pleasure, and he groaned in part misery, part unbearable
arousal as one of them slid her hand over his ass cheek, squeezing hard. Amanda
kept up that slow, punishing rhythm on his dick, never enough pressure or speed
to make him come, but enough so that his entire body tensed with the need to
fuck.

“Let’s see if you can take two of us,” Amanda murmured. She
moved so he could see her and slid a finger into her heat, getting it nice and
wet, making him want to suck it clean.

He flinched when Amanda’s finger slipped into his butt next
to Cammie’s two fingers and blew out a harsh breath at the burning sensation.
His overstimulated mind had trouble separating the pleasure from the pain, and
he helplessly thrust his straining cock in and out of Amanda’s hand, desperate
for relief.

Cammie twisted her fingers, opening and closing them like
the blades of a pair of scissors. “Men are so beautiful when they let go and
lose themselves in their pleasure.”

He panted and struggled to speak. “I can’t…hold back…much
longer.”

Amanda bit his shoulder hard enough to sting. “Are you ready
to let Cammie fuck your virgin ass?”

He nodded, sweat slicking his body as his dick ached. “Baby,
I’d let an entire cheerleading squad fuck me right now if it meant I could
come.”

She laughed and rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock.
“Say please.”

“Please, just fuck me so I can fuck you.” His words came out
in a low snarl. “I want your hot, wet pussy. I want to shove my dick so far
inside you, you don’t know where you end and I begin.”

Their fingers slowly withdrew from his ass, leaving him
shuddering and feeling strangely empty. There was the sound of fabric rustling
and movement from behind him, but he didn’t dare turn around. As it was, his
self-control hovered by the thinnest of threads, and his inner beast was urging
him to grab Amanda and fuck her senseless. Only one of the women’s soft gasps
of pleasure stopped him from acting on his primal instincts.

“Jared, turn around.”

He swallowed hard and slowly straightened, his erection
pointing straight up and bobbing. Amanda and Cammie were linked arm in arm
again, but now Cammie had a strap-on belted to her hips. The black dildo didn’t
seem terribly big, but to a man who’d never had anything more than fingers in
his ass, it looked enormous. It had a slight curve to it and reminded him of
some of Amanda’s sex toys she used for reaching her G-spot. His need cooled a
bit and then flared back to life as Amanda shimmied out of her panties and sank
to her knees. She grasped the base of the fake dick and slowly sank her lips
down the length. Cammie trembled, and he detected a low, thrumming noise.
Amanda pulled her lips off the phallus with a loud sucking sound and grinned at
him.

“There is a vibrator attached to the back of the dildo.
Every time Cammie moves, it will push up against her, making her come over and
over again while she fucks you.”

His groan mixed with Cammie’s as Amanda picked up a bottle
of lube and poured a generous amount into her hand. She slowly jerked her hand
up and down the fake dick like she did with his real one, pausing to press down
hard. Judging by Cammie’s cry of pleasure, the motion pressed the vibrator
against her clit. Just when he thought this situation couldn’t get any more
erotic, he had to deal with the knowledge that Cammie was a screamer.

Cammie gripped Amanda’s thick hair and raised her to her
lips, their mouths slanting across each other as Amanda ground the vibrator in
small circles over Cammie’s mound.

Before the other woman could orgasm, Amanda took her hand
away with a wicked smile. “I think I should test this before you use it on
Jared. You know, just to make sure it’s the right size.”

If any more blood rushed to his cock, he would be in danger
of passing out. As it was, his whole world seemed to shake as Cammie glanced
over at him with a teasing smile. “That is so nice of you.”

Amanda took Cammie’s hand and led her over toward the bed
and then positioned the other woman so her back was braced against one of the
thick posts of the canopy. He had a moment to wonder what her intent was before
she grabbed the dildo in her hand and swung a leg over Cammie’s hip. He sagged
against the bed as the tip of the dildo slid into Amanda’s ripe sex. Cammie
flexed her hips forward, and Amanda threw her head back with a gasp, all that beautiful
blonde hair caressing her lower back.

He wanted to slip in behind Amanda, to coat his dick in lube
and slide into her ass, to feel the fake cock moving inside her pussy as he
plunged into her tight passage. Each of his thrusts would push the vibrator
against Cammie, so he’d make sure she came long and hard as well. His dick
jumped at the thought of the two of them shaking with their orgasms while he
filled Amanda with his seed. He prayed a stiff breeze didn’t blow through the
room, or he was going to come all over the floor.

With a quiet murmur, Cammie used one hand to lift Amanda’s
leg high around her waist, giving him a better view of his girlfriend being
slowly penetrated by the sex toy that would soon be used on him. With a surge
of movement, Cammie thrust into Amanda until their bodies were pressed tight
together. They froze, their breaths coming out in short pants, their eyes
closed with pleasure. For this sight alone, he would crawl across a room of
broken glass.

Amanda rocked her hips in a slow, sensual rotation. A flush
began to build in her cheeks, and Jared quickly moved to their side, deftly
sliding Amanda off the dildo and trapping her against his body. “Uh-uh. If I
don’t get to come, you don’t get to come.”

She wiggled against him, the press of her bottom trying his
self-control. It would be so easy to bend her over and fuck the hell out of her
right now, but he wanted to give Amanda her whole fantasy. He glanced up at
Cammie, stifling a groan as he watched her tweak her large, engorged nipples.
“How do you want us?”