Clothing Optional (3 page)

Andy didn’t miss a beat. He squirted oil onto his hand and caressed it in one line down his body. Brie gazed, captivated, as he moved his hand down to circle the painful looking hardness between his legs, leaving a shining path of sleek oil in his wake.

Her breath caught, torn between desire and confusion.

“You’re gay.” She smacked her forehead.
Of all the stupid things to say at a moment like this…

“Actually, I’ve had both women and men as lovers. Murphy is gay. But Murphy likes you very much, right Murph?”

Her glance met Murphy’s, waiting for him to refute Andy’s statement. Part of her wondered if it was all some weird joke and waited for the punch line. The other part hoped it wasn’t. Afraid to shift the scales either way, she caught her lip between her teeth in her confusion. Then Murphy leaned down to rescue it from its prison.

Just before taking her mouth, he whispered, “I have wanted you for a while. If you don’t feel the same way, or this is not for you, say so now. I don’t want to lose our friendship.”

Brie studied his face and wondered what she had done right. Then she dug her nails into his hair to bring his head closer to her mouth, their lips barely touching and her heart racing.

She said the only thing her desire-riddled brain could come up with. “No, we’re good.” Brie figured it wasn’t an eloquent speech but it served the purpose. After all, she spoke better with her body anyway.

She took the mouth that had lived in her fantasies for so long, his lips firm, hard and the kiss—everything she had hoped and more. Her eyes fluttered closed as the tide of need swept her away. Her fingers dug into his neck to pull him closer.

She had forgotten about Andy until fingers toyed with her core. Brie’s eyes came open as she gasped.

Chapter Four

Andy withdrew the hand immediately, seeming to wait for her response. She looked at his stark features, eyes so dark the night had to be jealous, and she skimmed a hand down her body.

She was reclining, leaning on Murphy’s arms, which were still wrapped around her on the table. Andy stood next to the table and their gazes locked as she spread her legs open in offering to him. One of her hands came to rest next to the part of her that most wanted his touch.

His eyes glittered and crinkled at the corners as he smiled. His fingers moved slowly up her thigh to slide within her weeping folds and teased the nub that had her body bucking in a moment.

* * * *

Andy circled and toyed with the hard pink nub nestled between her thighs, tugging gently, as Murphy licked his suddenly-gone-dry lips. His stare moved to the breasts he had looked at on deck and he traced his hands up her arms to capture their blushing weight. Pushing, he readjusted her body to lie on the table so he could learn her secrets and appease his curiosity.

Tugging at her nipples and experimenting brought a low moan from Brie, so he allowed his mouth to join in his exploration.

Lower on her body, Andy replaced fingers with lips and Murphy watched, fascinated, as his lover made love to his best friend. Andy sucked at the sensitive nub while moistening his fingers in her tight, wet sheath. Her soft cries seemed to egg Andy on as he slipped a thumb into her opening while rubbing lower to just touch the tight ring of her anus. Murphy hardened at the sight, knowing how those clever fingers felt when they moved on his body.

Brie looked close to release already, if her urgency was any gauge of her passion. Murphy glanced up from his suckling and saw her focus on the two men worshiping her body and again she cried out. Her hips rocked in time to Andy’s ministrations, his fingers worked her openings with a practiced expertise that left her breathless and panting. Again Murphy thought of those fingers on his own skin. Murphy, not as skilled, wondered if he was even doing it right. How could the feel of her skin be so different and yet feel oddly right to him? As he worried over his inexperience, she tugged at his hair to pull him closer and gasped his name.

When he took one of her nipples in his teeth and gently tugged, she cried out that she was going to shatter.

“Yes,” her voice was little more than a whisper.

Even not knowing women, he recognized the brink of orgasm. He straightened and Andy met his gaze with a grin.

Andy tugged her to a sitting position, and she nearly begged him not to stop. He looked at her with a smiling expression, and asked, “I stop at a bad moment?”

She choked on a laugh. Leaning in, she met his soft lips and arched her back. Almost moaning, she crawled toward him, going up on hands and knees on the table.

Murphy, presented with her ass and folds, pulled up to kneel behind her on the massage table. Rubbing the head of his cock against her wet heat, he enjoyed the feel of her against his throbbing member.
Different, but definitely not a bad different.
Long strokes, from clit to anus, he rubbed, until she shoved her ass back at him, silently demanding more.

Andy supported her weight as he kissed her and toyed with her generous breasts. Her hands, now left free, moved to circle the hard cock that bobbed against Andy’s stomach. Andy sucked in a breath when she caught him, but he was slick with oil so her fingers slid off in one quick yank. Murphy’s lips curled in an amused grin as he watched Andy, needing more, replace her hand and ride it. Murphy watched her exploring fingers move from Andy’s tight ball sack to rub sinuously against his dick.

Murphy, sensing he did not have her full attention, slid inside her. An interesting sensation but he didn’t have time to over analyze it. She rammed backwards, burying him to his hilt. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold out as the pleasure made him want to explode from her writhing on his body. Over her shoulder, he met Andy’s gaze, and he slid a hand up to link fingers with him.

* * * *

Brie looked down at the sleek cock in her hand and she wanted to taste it. She wanted that rock hardness in her mouth. Without losing contact with Murphy, who had found a slow even rhythm, she bent and circled the head of Andy’s cock with her lips. Slithering down in one move and timed to a thrust from behind, she enjoyed the gasp Andy seemed unable to control. His fingers entangled her hair, guiding her head. She ran her tongue along his slit then went back to her repetitive sucking. Bowed between the two of them, mouth to Andy’s hardness, Murphy riding her from behind, she had a hard time focusing. Her body ached for release…close…so close.

“I’m not going to last if you keep doing that,” Andy said, his voice husky.

Rolling her eyes up at him, Brie smiled, releasing his dick to speak. “Who asked you to?”

With a grunt and a demanding move, he pulled her head back into position, and she agreeably went back to her work. Releasing Murphy’s hand, Andy drove his fingers between her legs and began to work her clit as Murphy continued to thrust between her legs.

Brie’s rhythm faltered. She bucked in earnest, crying out against his cock. Her body shook as she tried to contain the tidal wave within her.

And then, as if they had timed it, the men thrust harder. Andy’s fingers moved fast and hard against her clit, tugging it out of its protection to rub the sensitive spot perfectly. As heat and moisture erupted behind her from Murphy’s release, her body shattered into a million fragments. In the same moment, Andy shot jets of spicy heat down her throat. Brie swallowed, her body trembling, overtaken by her release.

Murphy rode off the last of the orgasm, his dick twitching inside Brie as her channel clenched him with her fulfillment.

Murphy slipped from her body, and cool air swept over her back creating goose bumps down her overheated skin, making her shiver. Falling limp to the massage table on her back, Brie looked at the ceiling and tried to remember how to breathe.

Andy kissed her, slowly, sweetly before turning to his lover and embracing him in an equally long kiss. Watching the men kiss, Brie’s body began to heat again.

Sliding fingers down to toy with herself, she sighed as she enjoyed the view. Andy dug his fingers into the back of Murphy’s head, tilting it for a better angle. She gazed at them across the table, amazed to see neither man had gone limp.

A slow smile crept across her features and when the kiss broke, the men studied her, intently.

“Baby girl, what are you grinning at?” Murphy focused on her fingers. They spread her lower lips and now wiggled her clitoris with a slow, steady beat.

“I am wondering how you two are on recovery time.” Brie was surprised at the risqué statement, but then she grinned. “I am thinking that watching you kiss has me all hot again.”

Andy brushed her hands away and began a rhythm of his own.

“Shame to waste that…” he acknowledged.

Murphy bent to move Andy’s fingers and replace them with his mouth. Before he closed his lips over her, he said, “I always wondered what you would taste like…”

As he gave one long lick that had her body writhing again, he added, “It’s funny…but you taste like I just fucked you senseless.”

Brie grinned and sat up, before rolling to her knees to meet his eyes.

“Not senseless…but we will work on that.”

Chapter Five

Brie woke sheltered in a tangle of arms and legs. Florida sun streaked through the open blinds none of them had thought to close. She blinked and smiled like the cat that had eaten the canary. Or more aptly, the cat that had been well eaten.

Last night they fell into bed after a long, hot shower as their play had run into the wee hours. Her body relaxed, content and sated. As a furred leg moved from its resting place between her thighs from behind, she felt a stirring of desire and thought…perhaps not sated.

Stretching, Brie turned her head to find black eyes glittering down at her.

“So, I think you should move in with us.”

Brie choked on a laugh at the abrupt statement. “I think that you and Murphy should discuss that and it is a big discussion and—”

A hand slipped from her waist to cup her breast firmly. Murphy’s voice accompanied the moving hand. “Not that I care to be awake just now, but baby girl, we did discuss it.”

His hand strayed lower to toy with her feminine folds in a distracted way, and she felt the press of a long, hard cock at her back. Her breath quickened, eyes fluttered closed, and tension coiled low in her belly.

“When?” Her voice grew husky.

“You fell asleep like the dead. I took this beast back into the shower and showed him who was master.” Andy chuckled and slapped Murphy’s ass playfully.

“What he means is I made him cry, ‘Don’t stop, Murphy!’ after you were counting sheep,” Murphy snorted as he advised Brie of his version.

“You guys…went at it again?” Brie was amazed. She apparently had become involved with the Energizer Bunnies.

“Hell, yeah. And I could do it again…” Rolling her to face him, Andy’s mouth closed over Brie’s, ending all conversation for a moment.

Hitching her leg over his thigh, he drove into her tight passage and began to rock while Murphy went back to rubbing a steady rhythm on her clit.

“Hey,” complained Murphy. “I’m missing out here. Share some more.” His fingers sleek with lube, moved down to work her anus, first one finger then two. After a moment, she felt him enter her, the twin heat of their bodies stretching Brie, leaving her writhing between them.

* * * *

Murphy closed his eyes. The feel of Brie’s body wrapped around him, the feel of Andy moving inside her with only the thin line of flesh separating them was a pleasure he had not anticipated. His balls tightened and a grin flashed across his face.

“My stamina sucks. This feels too good.”

Brie responded with a moan and Andy’s fingers dug into her hips to drive him faster, harder.

When the three of them collapsed into an exhausted heap of satisfaction, Andy grinned. “See, that is why you should move in…”

“Why?” Brie asked from her position sandwiched between them. She lay, reclined on her back, stroking one delicate hand down each of their chests in a soothing motion.

“Practice.” He grinned. “We need more practice.”

“Mmm. Speaking of practice, you should see her eat ice cream.” Murphy laughed.

About the Author

Virginia Nelson spends her days chasing three very active kids around.  When she is not doing this, or plotting taking over the world, she likes to write, play in the mud, drive far too fast and scream at inanimate objects.  She can often be found listening to music that is far too loud and typing her next fantastic tale of blood, sex and random acts of ineptitude.  Romance, in Ms. Nelson’s opinion, is not about riding off into the sunset on the back of a horse with the knight in shining armor—it is about riding the dragon.  If the knight can keep up… well, that is love.

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