Rock You Like a Hurricane: Stormy Weather, Book 1 (10 page)

“Yes.” Greg spoke as if attempting to wake from a dream. “The question was what do you want to do next.”

“Masturbate, from the look of it,” Jack said.

“I can, if you want,” Olivia offered with a smile.

Jack shook his head before she even finished speaking. “I’m a little over foreplay.”

“Aww.” She pouted prettily. “I still want to play.”

“Play what, love?”

Olivia sat up and crossed her legs. She tapped her finger on her pursed lips. She glanced from man to man then went for it. “I want to give you head.”

Jack and Greg looked at each other, then at her, but it was Greg who spoke. “Who?”

“Both of you.”

“Yes, but who’s first?” Jack asked, apparently just as confused as Greg.

Olivia took a deep breath and forged ahead. “I want to do you both at the same time. I want to be free to be as dirty and filthy with you two in ways I never thought I could be with anyone.” Feeling somewhat shy about being so open, she looked down at her hands clenched together. “I know it’s probably asking too much, but the way I’m looking at this is, despite agreeing to go on double dates together, this is probably going to be the last time we all have sex together. So I want to do everything I’ve always wanted before the storm is over and the fantasy comes to an end.”

“How dirty?”

The interest in Jack’s voice gave her pause and she looked up. “Very, very dirty.”

“Two verys?”

She nodded.

Jack ran a finger along her cheek. “I’m in. Professor?”

Olivia looked toward her other lover. The one who would spank her in a heartbeat but still was a tad more prim and proper.

“Is this what you want?” Greg asked.

“Yes.”

“Then for tonight, as dirty as you want.”

Olivia’s pussy clenched at the promise in his words. This was something she’d wanted for so very long and she knew exactly how she wanted it to go. “I want the two of you to stand side by side,” she said as she moved from the bed. Thinking quickly, she grabbed a pillow for her knees and went to stand in front of the two men who’d moved into position. There was more space between them than she would have preferred, and they both seemed a bit uncomfortable, but they were working with her.

After dropping the pillow to the floor directly in the middle, she lowered herself to her knees and eyed her cocks with pleasure. They’d lagged somewhat since the evening’s festivities began, but she was more than capable of getting them back in fucking form.

Before she could start however, the lights flickered and then came on. Olivia blinked at the sudden illumination. Disappointment seared her soul and she cursed the time she’d wasted earlier. This perfect storm had been her one chance to have all the things she wanted and now her opportunity was gone. Olivia sat back on her heels, her shoulders stooped as she waited for Greg and Jack to officially call this experiment to an end.

“Did you change your mind?” Jack asked.

Olivia lifted her head to find neither man had moved. Both stood in the light, waiting for her to fulfill her promise.

“I…uh, no.” Olivia shook her head. “I thought…”

“What?” Greg frowned down at her.

“We’re not stuck here in the dark with nothing to do. I wasn’t sure you guys would still want…” Olivia trailed off again.

“Want you? Of course we do,” Jack insisted. “Now, I think you have a task, or two, at hand.”

“Definitely two,” Greg added.

Licking her lips, Olivia inched closer to her men. She took each of them in separate hands and began to stroke them simultaneously.

She loved the feel of them, both so hard, long and thick, yet different all the same. Just like the men they were attached to.

“Look at her face,” Jack said. “I think she’s enjoying this.”

Greg pumped his hips forward, fucking his cock into her hand. “I think she’s not the only one.”

Olivia tightened her grip on his cock. “You just think it?”

“No, love. Know.”

The power she felt was indescribable. The two strongest men she knew were putting her wants first. That in itself was power, but the knowledge that their pleasure was her main goal, gave them the exact same power. It was balanced. It was fair. It was love.

With no rhyme or reason she just went with the cock on her left and lowered her mouth over him, taking in every inch she could, before slowly pulling back then plunging down again. All the while she sucked Jack she kept her hand busy stroking Greg, keeping him warmed up until she was ready to enjoy him. A moment later, she switched, eagerly moving to the right to get a taste of Greg. She pleasured him for all she was worth. Working him with her hand while she ran her lips up and down and around his dick.

The second Greg’s moans began to take on a desperate quality she moved back to Jack.

“Fuck.” Greg pushed her hair away from her face roughly then grabbed the thick strands in his hand. “If you’re not going to blow me, the least you can do is give me a show.”

Olivia pulled back, letting Jack’s cock fall from her mouth, but not her hand. She kept pumping both her men as she looked up at Greg. “Not liking sharing.”

“Sharing is fine. I just want to watch too.”

“I would have never pegged you as a voyeur.”

Greg shrugged. “I’m learning all sorts of things about myself tonight.”

“Like the fact you enjoy watching me give another man a blowjob?”

“Like I enjoy everything about you.” He nudged her head back toward Jack’s erection. “Now be a good girl, and suck him good.”

There was no way in the world she could resist an order like that. Olivia took Jack into her mouth, ever so slowly. She enjoyed tasting every inch of his cock, her tongue licking along the thick, veiny shaft. Her gaze shifted to focus on him and she watched with delight as desire swept over his face.

He wasn’t the only one in this little group of fun. As she pleasured Jack, she continued to jerk Greg. Her strokes were firm and even at first, but the more she worked Jack with her mouth, the more frantically her hand moved over Greg’s cock.

There was something she wanted to try, but she wasn’t sure if the guys would be willing to allow her to. Nevertheless, this was her night and she was going to do everything she’d ever wanted. Releasing them both, she sat back on her heels to survey the bounty before her. The men were well endowed, one perhaps a little thicker, one a little longer, but both delightfully delicious.

“Done already?”

Olivia shook her head at Greg. “Hardly. I have a plan.” She grasped them both, one in each of her hands, and gave a slight tug, bringing them closer together. A small part of her wondered what they might be thinking, but instead of looking at their faces she was going to concentrate on the two gorgeous dicks in front of her.

Her lips moved back and forth between the two cocks, licking first one then the other, ever so slowly bringing them nearer to her and each other. When the crowns were practically touching, she licked across them both, enjoying each of their unique tastes and the combination as well. Neither man spoke, but when she engulfed them as one into her mouth, she heard groans of pleasure from both.

She couldn’t take them very deep, but the sensations were amazing. It was at this moment she wished she could ask them how they felt. What it was like to be so intimately touching each other. She knew neither of them had expressed an interest in another man. But they allowed it, for her. And somehow it made the experience all the better.

Her body was trembling with delight, her pussy was moist with the evidence of her desire. She wanted to reach between her legs and relieve the ache there, but she wasn’t willing to let go of either man at the moment. She had them right where she wanted. She reveled in the struggle to keep them both in her mouth at the same time.

“Fuck,” Jack swore, and pulled her hand from his cock and pushed her away from him. “Enough.”

Olivia released Greg as well. She licked her swollen lips and reached for Jack again. “No. Come back.” She’d been enjoying her task far too much. “I want to finish.”

Jack chuckled roughly. “
I’m
going to finish if you don’t stop.”

“It’s like that, is it?”

“Definitely.” He reached down, grabbed her hand and helped her to her feet. “Now get your ass on that bed. I want you on your hands and knees, ass pointing toward the foot of the bed.”

“Getting at bit bossy, aren’t you?”

“You’ve had your fun. Now it’s time I had mine.”

“And Greg.” She didn’t want her other love to be left out.

“I’m sure he’ll have his too before this is over. But I want your pussy and I want it now.” Jack looked to Greg. “You have a problem with that, Professor?”

“Not as long as I get her mouth.”

It all sounded good to her. “I like this plan.” Not only had her men not argued for over an hour, she was about to get fucked, while she blew the other. If this was what happened every time there was a storm, she was going to pray for rain every night.

Jack was more than ready to end his torment and get Liv under him. All her moves were adding up to one long night of sexual torture. And it didn’t look as if the professor was faring too much better. Greg was hurrying Liv to the bed, obviously intent on returning his dick to the warm, moist cavern of her mouth.

As Greg settled himself against the headboard, Jack found the strip of condoms on the bedside table. He was surprised at how much he was enjoying the sight of Liv kneeling between another man’s legs, her heavy breasts swaying slightly as she leaned forward to kiss Greg.

Jack cupped her full ass, a cheek in both hands, massaging the rounded globes. Liv pressed back against him while she continued to explore Greg’s body. She moved from the professor’s lips to nibble along his jaw and then lick across his collarbone. The other man was stoically enduring the torture, but Jack could tell it wouldn’t be long now.

Jack didn’t know if they’d have another night like tonight and he wanted to enjoy the special moment. She was so damned sexy he could barely stand it. Her body was on display for them both and she was completely comfortable in her skin. He couldn’t believe it, but he thought he loved her more in this one moment than he ever had.

Liv was enthusiastic in her journey of discovery, making her way down Greg’s chest, licking his nipples, and trailing her tongue over his abs. While she enjoyed herself, Jack did the same, running his hands over her ass, occasionally dipping a finger between her legs to tease her silken sheath. Just when she would begin thrusting back against the exploring digit, Jack would withdraw, chuckling at her disappointed groan.

“Damn it, Jack, stop teasing me.”

“Hell, I should be applauding him,” Greg choked out. “You’ve been driving me up the wall all night.”

Jack sympathized with the professor’s desperation. “I’ll make you a deal, Liv. You suck him and do a really good job, and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll be screaming.”

“I like this deal,” Greg added enthusiastically.

Liv glanced back over her shoulder at Jack. Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes shone with desire, want and need. “Fuck me, please fuck me.” She turned then, back toward Greg, and lowered her head to swirl her tongue over the straining crown. Greg’s hands clutched the comforter under him, his breathing ragged as Liv finally took his cock fully into her mouth.

The enormity of what he, what they all were about to do, had him hard and aching. He couldn’t wait another minute. After a few seconds of fumbling, Jack was finally able to extract the latex and roll it over his erection.

As he readied himself, Liv sucked Greg’s cock. The professor lay there immobile though, hands locked at his sides, stress etched on his face. Jack wasn’t sure why Greg was being a martyr, but if Jack was going to get his freak on, he damned well didn’t want to be the only one.

“Fuck her face while I fuck this pretty little pussy. Neither one of us needs to hold back, right, Liv?”

She couldn’t answer with Greg’s dick in her mouth, but pressed her ass back and spread her legs farther. It was the only invitation he required. And Greg didn’t seem to want any further encouragement either. Greg released his death grip on the comforter and wrapped his hands in Liv’s coppery locks, pulling her down farther onto him.

While the two of them were well occupied, Jack took his condom-covered cock in hand and centered it at Liv’s core. He rubbed his erection back and forth over her seam, coating himself with her silken essence and teasing her clit, all at the same time. Then he circled around her opening and pushed just the crown inside. Liv moaned and wiggled back and forth, inviting him for more.

“I don’t know what you just did, but I felt that moan up my dick and along my spine.”

“You ain’t felt nothing yet.” Jack held Liv’s hips tight, and inch by inch, he buried his shaft inside her. She was so wet and ready he slid in easily, but Jack took his time, letting them both enjoy the sensation. When he was fully seated, he paused for a moment. “How’s it feel, Liv, being stuffed at both ends, me in your pussy and Greg fucking your sweet little mouth?”

Her moan of pleasure was all the answer he needed. Jack began to thrust into her, savoring the feel of her fleshiness as he pumped into her over and over. It took a few practice strokes before he was able to move in her without choking her on Greg’s cock.