Two Guardians for Little May (14 page)

"This
is so humiliating," May groaned, feeling the cool air brush against her
pussy.

"You
are so beautiful like this," Layton whispered into her ear, nibbling on
the lobe. His hands reached around to play with her breasts as Caine ran his
hands up and down the soft flesh of her inner thighs and over her mound. May
gasped as she felt his lips follow the path of his hands and work their way to
her quivering clit.

"What
are you doing?" she asked in a hoarse whisper, feeling his mouth embrace
the head of her clit, his warm tongue circling around its swollen protrusion
before drawing it in. "Holy fuck…"

Her eyes
rolled to the back of her head as Caine sucked on her throbbing protuberance,
and she moaned as he slipped a single finger into her wet cavern. Layton's
fingers around her nipples tightened, and he began to pull and pinch in
response to her flexing. May stiffened slightly,
feeling a gentle tap at her outer labia and firm fingers
spreading her lips apart. His finger slid between the folds of her inner and
outer lips, and gently grasped the edges to separate them, one side and then
the other. A single finger glided down her clit and slipped into her canal
while his thumb made several caressing circles around the tip of her pulsing
organ.

"Oh, my!" May stifled a gasp.

A single finger moved around the entryway to her
pussy, massaging the lubricant around the edges, and stretching against the
muscles to urge them to yield to his invasion. May felt her body loosen as the
tension slowly gave way to arousal. She bore down slightly to open her body to
a second finger, and hummed inwardly as she felt the digits slip to the soft
roof of her pelvis. Caine drove them in and out, encouraging her to accept the
gentle invasion.

"You're doing great, sweetheart. I'm just
going to press on your tummy. Nice and easy," Caine said, pushing his
fingers deeper within her and up towards the direction of her navel.

"I need to pee," May whined, as Caine
palpated her organs from the inside.

"It's just the pressure on your bladder. You
can let it go if you need to. There is a towel under you," Caine said
softly.

"Kiss me," Layton ordered, feeling her
tension grow. She joined her lips to his and sank against him as his mouth
covered hers, sucking on her lower lip and probing with his tongue. May's head
swam, lost in sensation.

"Good girl. I'm going to take a look inside
now. Easy does it," Caine's soft voice cooed as he replaced his fingers
with the hard plastic bills of the speculum. The change of texture came as a
shock, and May's muscles tightened quickly around the device as Caine
eased the tip into her canal.

"Slow,"
he said, his mouth returning to her clit as he gently pressed the broad-billed
device inside, "Just a little more."

May
flung her head against Layton's shoulder and once again met his lips with
hunger, her breath shortening as she grew close to orgasm. The sound of Caine
opening the spreading plates was accompanied by an unusual, but not unpleasant,
sense of pressure. Caine replaced his tongue with an expert finger upon her
clit.

"What
a beautiful shade of pink. Everything looks nice and healthy," he said,
his warm breath blowing on her body. "I can see you are close to coming.
Try to hold back."

"I
can't," May shouted, her orgasm exploding in a sudden burst of power.
Layton clamped his fingers upon her breasts in a hard pinch, making her arch
violently against him. She shuddered, trapped in a delicious hold in his arms,
her legs spread wide with a broad invader lodged within. She could feel her
muscles press against every hard part of the speculum's wings, each spasm
bringing her undeniable pleasure. When her breathing began to slow, Caine
closed the bill and gently slid the instrument from her body, while Layton
released the swollen nipples from his grip. Both men stroked her as she recovered,
reassuring her of their presence.

"Are we done?" May puffed, her body covered with a fine
layer of sweat.

"Not yet. Have you ever had a rectal
exam?"
 

May visibly became
rigid and she tore off the blindfold. "God, no. Not that."

Caine reached up
from between her legs and wrapped his long fingers around her right cheek.
"Look at me. I am not going to hurt you. I want to make sure you are in
one piece down there."

"Why?"

"Because I
enjoy anal sex," Layton said, his warm breath caressing her neck.

"No…" May
whimpered.

Layton held her
firmly against his torso as she shook uncontrollably with fright, and rocked
her soothingly.

"I know you
had a horrible experience with that, and I would never force you to do anything
that would distress you, but I want you to trust me. Please," Layton said,
holding her chin in his hand and turning her face to his. He kissed her mouth.
"Just try. Nothing more."

"Will it make
you happy?" May's voice trembled as she tried to slow her breathing.

"Seeing you
receive pleasure will make me happy. I just don't want you to deny yourself
something that you might enjoy because of fear."

"Neither of
us want you to ever do anything you don't feel at ease with, especially with
the intention of appeasing our desires. I can be clinical in this exam if it
makes you more comfortable, but I still need to check you out," Caine
added, using his 'professional' voice.

May looked back
and forth between the two and felt her heart melt. She wanted to make them
happy; she truly did. She was also tired of the fear that paralyzed her
life-long fantasies. What would they think of her if they could read her mind?

"Okay, I'll
try. Do whatever you think might help me stop being so afraid. I'm tired of
living with it. I need to be free. It's just so hard to let go of the
feelings."

"I know it
is. You enjoyed your pelvic exam, right?" Caine asked. May nodded timidly.
"Do you want me to make this one just as pleasurable?"

"Can
you?"

"Definitely.
I just need you to relax and try not to fight me."

"I'll
try," May whispered, nuzzling her cheek against Layton's kisses.

"That's my
good girl. Lean back some more and push your bottom closer to me."

"Put your
blindfold back on," Layton said, helping her with the mask. "I'll
help you get through this. My instincts tell me that you'll really get off on
this."

"Don't hold
your breath," May answered bitterly. A wave of anxiety flowed through her,
and she stiffened as Caine's hand touched her legs. "Do you really have to
do this?"

"Yes, ma'am.
I really have to do this." Caine rested his hands on either side of her
pussy, the warmth of his palms helping her relax the muscles of her thighs.
"Are you ready, baby?"

"No."

"I'm going to
apply some lubricant and help you soften up a bit." He ignored her answer
as he gently spread her bottom cheeks apart, exposing the small pucker of her
bottom hole to the air. The flat surface of his gloved thumb rubbed up and down
her rosy opening, pressing slightly as he circled around the delicate ridge.

"She's trying
to close her legs," Caine said to Layton.

"I can stop
that. Open up, sweetie," Layton said, smacking the inside of May's thighs.

"Ow!"
she protested. "I'm doing it, damn it. Cut it out."

"That's two
spankings for cussing now," Layton said, biting gently upon her neck.

"I guess you
missed the one that popped out when I came." May forced a smile.

"You little
pain slut. I love it. Three then."

"Promises,
promises," May sighed, trying to distract herself from Caine's exploration
of her visible tissues. "Can you do it again? Smack my thighs?"

Layton obliged,
leaving bright pink hand-marks on the white skin. "Feels good, doesn't it?
You like getting your thighs spanked, don't you?"

"Fuck,
yeah."

"That's four.
I think we need to use the belt next time, don't you?"

"Maybe…"

"Wider,
please. Lay her back more," Caine instructed. He sighed as May clenched
her anus tightly, unwilling to give in to the sensation of the miniature
massage around it. "This is not working."

"Sounds like
you are just going to have to go to the next step, Bro," Layton said.
"I'll hold her."

"What are you
going to do?"

"You just
hush up now, little one. Caine has a special trick that will win you over in a
heartbeat."

May tensed as an index finger replaced his thumb,
and traced its way ever so lightly around the rim of her asshole, grazing the
edges and ripples of her flesh. She felt him draw some moisture down from her
pussy and then slide it back and forth on the taut, smooth bridge of skin
between her twin openings.

"Breathe, Maybelle. You're doing well, my
girl," Caine whispered. He continued to stroke the insides of May's thighs
and the roundness of her hips and bottom. "Breathe," he coaxed. May
bucked as she felt something soft and warm touch her open sex and move its way
down to her quivering pucker.

"How does that feel?" Layton asked,
lazily circling her breasts with his fingers. He moved his hands over the top
of her stomach and spread her pussy lips to allow Caine to work his tongue back
up to her exposed clit.

May dug her nails into Layton's legs as Caine
alternatively sucked on her clit and licked the fragile tissue of her ass. Her
breathing became staggered and erratic, and she was unable to resist the urge
to push her widely spread body gingerly forward to meet his mouth.

"Do you like this?" Layton asked.

May hummed, tilting her body towards Caine's
mouth. "More."

"You're so greedy," Layton chuckled,
smacking her inner thigh sharply as Caine feasted upon her clit while
continuing to play with her bottom.

"I'm going to start pushing my finger into
you now," Caine announced. "Did you hear me? I'm going to put my
finger into your ass." His voice was firm, but even, and May felt her
heart race. "Are you ready? I need to see your face. Take off the
blindfold."
 

May opened her mouth, but no sound escaped. Caine looked directly
into her eyes and repeated his statement. This time, he left out the question.
He was going to penetrate her asshole and she had no choice. It was decided
.
 

The tip of his
finger pushed into the center of her anxiously awaiting anus, and she felt her
muscles pulse in anticipation as the intruder entered. Slowly. Gently.

"Relax,
baby," Caine reminded her. "Look at me."

May drew in a raspy breath, unable to break the
hypnotic trace of his gaze. His eyes pierced into her soul as deeply as his
finger penetrated her rectum. A tingling warmth was growing, spreading out from
his probing finger. Almost without thinking, May pressed her body towards that
intrusion, instinctively bearing down, swallowing it a little more inside her
rectum.
 

Caine added a
second finger into her tight anus, and placed his thumb on May's clit. He
entered her ass in tiny increments, while shifting his thumb to enter her
increasingly wet, open womanhood. Layton's fingers played against her nub,
encouraging May to invite Caine's fingers for more.
The twin rhythm
of penetration and withdrawal, coupled with the increasingly insistent teasing
upon her clit, loosened her resistance in both her ass and in her mind.
Instinctively, she slipped a hand over her breast and began to rub and pinch
her nipple. She could feel the streaming juice from her pussy drip down the
crack of her ass as Caine continued to open it wider.
 

"Talk to me, Maybelle. How does that
feel?" Caine asked quietly.
 

"It...it feels good," May moaned.

"It does, doesn't it? You just have to know
the right way to touch these special little places," Caine said, his
finger just about an inch deep within her. "You're still tight. No hurry.
We have all the time in the world."

"I'm jealous," Layton announced
lightly, "I wish it were me fucking that beautiful little ass with my
finger. Or better yet, my cock. She's stunning."

"You'll get your chance. She is doing
fabulously." Caine pumped his slick finger in and out to the same point,
gliding over the slippery, hard sphincter muscle. "We are in all the way
and, if I'm not mistaken, our little girl here is begging for more. Aren't you,
May?"